Just as the lambing snows arrive

There’s always a warm spell of a few days with glorious sunshine and soft spring air to fool us into believing it’s safe to plant out here in the Highlands, just before the lambing snow arrives.

The seedlings in the polycrub are doing well, cosseted by the recent high temperatures. The lettuce is sprouting, the beetroot is fairly rampaging away, borage and nasturtiums – which I’m growing as edible flowers for cakes and the pollinators – are greening up nicely.

The kale is pretty bulletproof and is growing happily, and I was given some Brussels sprout seeds by a friend, something I’ve never grown before, which have also germinated well.

The seed potatoes are planted in pots in the polycrub, and onion sets are planted out in the beds. We’re getting there slowly.

Indoors the tender heat-loving plants, tomatoes, cucumbers, courgette, coriander and red basil are all growing steadily.

As is always the case at this time of the year, growing space is at a premium. When we reconfigure the polycrub growing space I need more shelving and a potting bench to maximise the use of the space. The good thing about waiting is that I’m much more sure of what my needs are now!

As I write the sleet is coming down in rods and there will be more snow lying on the tops soon. Hopefully this will be the last of the winter weather now that we’re in April. Bring back the sun!

13 Replies to “Just as the lambing snows arrive”

  1. My last frost date is the end of April so I am working hard to contain my impatience! Like you lots of things coming up but too small to go outside.

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      1. It does doesn’t it! Thank goodness for greenhouses and polycrubs! I have just picked a large bowl of salad thanks to having undercover space

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    1. Exactly that. I know a lot of people who consider themselves literary types who look down on his books. But I’ve always loved them. And the more you read them the more you find the wisdom and derision about modern life, politics, superficiality, vanity, you name it. All wrapped up in humour and fantasy. Wonderful stuff. We lost his voice too soon

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