November-December, 2021: garden diary

It’s time to put the garden to bed. We may – or may not – be around to wake it up in the Spring. We’re still waiting to finalise the selling of this property and buying our next one; and, as most people know, in the property market nothing can be taken for granted till it’s signed, sealed and delivered.

But we look back on 2021 with a certain sense of achievement. Away from the nagging worries about Covid, the garden was not only a safe place to be but one which repaid physical effort by nurturing a positive outlook on life. It’s true that the veg. patch no longer has that crisp, tidy appearance that it had immediately after the raised beds were completed and the gravel was laid …

veg patch 4

… as the autumn leaves have settled in a disordered mess and ivy has begun to encroach from the hedge.

But no doubt that can all be put right once the warmer weather arrives.

A new border …

… and the rebuilding of the small patio were other landmarks in our gardening year.

Autumn brought the most amazing crop of apples I’ve ever seen, both eaters and cookers. The blackbirds, starlings and pigeons had the time of their lives!

The first frost held off till late November; but there’s been little more since then.

But, for now, we’re preparing for our planned house move, selecting which flowerpots we want to keep and which we really should get rid of.

Will we finally make it to the new house? Who knows – watch this space!

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2 responses to “November-December, 2021: garden diary

  1. Hi Colin, yes leeks are always great survivors! We moved on January 21st and I’ve already started thinking about what crops to grow in the coming seasons in our new garden. In my experience, cutting Swiss Chard back after the first year (down to say4-6 inches) sets them up to produce a reasonable second year crop. But after that they go woody and concentrate on pushing up flower stalks. So out they come and start again, in my view.

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  2. CH Walters

    I’m still harvesting the very last of the leeks and a few sad swiss chard leaves. One bed is very close to the house, still getting enough shelter and warmth to keep the soul unfrozen. Not for much longer, I think, bitter winds are beginning to blow in off the North Atlantic.

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