Day 142 - Twenty in '20
Wednesday, August 12, 2020
Half of England have been whinging about the heat today. Mostly the southern half obvs. Not me. Then again I'm not in England. It's been around 83f here today which I am fine with. I love the sun and don't find that particularly hot tbh. Mind you, it was overcast and took until this afternoon to burn off. Naturally I inspected my babies as ever. Remember the plant order I placed way back at the beginning of April which took forever to arrive? Well it included four dwarf fruit bushes. Given how long it took for them to actually dispatch the order, I definitely didn't expect any fruit this year. However, the blackberry bush is flowering which is a little late but interesting. I also found myself wondering why I bought a blackberry bush when there's plenty growing wild locally.
The potato foliage has pretty much died back but I'm leaving them until after my trip 'home'. The courgette plants haven't survived the various shocks, what with the collapsing of the green house, being replanted, then attacked by slugs. The squash plant though is totally fighting back and I can see at least one potential fruit. The peppers are definitely flowering though it remains to be seen a] whether they develop and b] if they have time to reach maturity before it's too late.
As for the tomatoes, I counted twenty today. Granted some are teeny weeny atm but they still count. For sure there are more developing. I'm kind of hoping that any which start before I go 'home' will have time to reach maturity before the weather gets too cold. I can ripen them indoors. Twenty though eh? A little over a fortnight ago I only had 3. Twenty is nearly a glut, right?
It's chucked down with rain all evening so I should do a slug patrol. However we now have thunder and lightning which isn't very, very frightening at all. In fact I love a good storm. But if you think I'm going to mess about on the broken slabs that currently make up the patio, and the steps down, with a storm going on, in the pitch black, you are 'aving a larf'. Sorry plants - love you loads but not enough to risk breaking my bones. Or melting.