FESTIVE THOUGHTS
Winter has truly
arrived with snow frost and the December gales, but this year my new greenhouse
is much stronger than the previous one, so I am confident it will be just fine.
Under glass winter lettuce is still plentiful and my boxed up chrysanthemum
stools all have short sturdy green shoots which will provide cuttings next
March. Greenhouse temperatures have only just gone below freezing which is
quite healthy. The Black Hamburg vines have now all lost their leaves so will
get pruned within the next few weeks taking all growths back to one or two buds
from the main rods.
Down on the
allotment the digging has been held up by the wet weather though good progress
was made every dry day when there was a wee bit of sun. One third of the plot has
been turned over, but I still have a lot of land occupied with winter
vegetables, permanent fruit bushes and my flower border. Other sections are
down to a clover green manure which I will dig over in late winter.
Back home the garden
was totally weeded in autumn, and leaves collected as they fell. Numerous
spring bulbs are pushing through the soil surface with snowdrops showing the
first flower buds just itching to open up on a sunny day. They don’t seem to
mind whether it’s just December with most of the winter still to come.
Shrub pruning is
still ongoing and roses usually get done on a sunny day in the heart of winter,
when I have the urge to get outdoors but the ground may still be frozen over.
However some roses are still flowering in competition with both hardy fuchsias
and other fuchsias. One City Road plot holder has a row of Fuchsia Swingtime
(or a hardy version of this variety) still in full bloom. An amazing sight as I
would have expected the recent frosts to knock it back into dormancy.
As we head into the
festive period, I suppose the allotment and garden will be fine without my
attention for a couple of weeks, though I will still have to dig up a few
swedes, a cabbage, some sprouts and leeks and parsnips and hope that my row of
earthed up beetroot is just fine. Then there is still some winter rocket and
other salad leaves to pick as well as kale and chard. There should be plenty of
fresh veg. for Anna’s Christmas table, and I have ample bottles of home brew
wine just waiting to be sampled. This year’s best ones are the gooseberry,
aronia and apple, followed by the Saskatoon and red currant, though I still
have to sample the Brant outdoor grape wine brewed just over two years ago.
Wine making is an ongoing activity related to time of harvesting crops as well
as availability of demijohns. Thus my 2014 apple crop is only now fermenting in
the demijohns, but the blackcurrants, now in the freezer, won’t get brewed till
late winter when I have some spare demijohns.
Outdoor gardening
activities over may be curtailed over Christmas and New Year, but there is
going to be some new landscape works in front of the house so time will be
spent browsing through catalogues sorting out appropriate plants to buy in.
Every year I buy in several new plants to try, most often fruit varieties,
grapes or flowering shrubs, but then struggle to find a spare piece of land for
them. I have to be ruthless and discard any plant that fails to impress. Many
shrub roses had to be removed when they proved to be very prone to blackspot,
however the very old variety Ispahan is quite tough and flowers profusely every
year. Another old but very reliable rose is the white scented climber Mme
Alfred Carrier. However its strength will have to be curtailed as my medium
sized garden is struggling at it reaches beyond sixteen feet tall and sprawls a
similar length in all directions.
Plant of the week
Holly (Ilex aquifolium) has been used as a festive decoration for hundreds of years even going
back to the time of the Druids who used holly wreaths on their heads in winter
celebrations. The holly tree, leaves and berries can be quite toxic, and birds
normally leave them alone till they have had some frosts to soften the berries,
though the City Road
allotments resident blackbirds have had no trouble eating our plentiful supply
of fresh grown holly berries.
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