I’ve been trying to keep to a schedule for writing here but with my big cousin’s stag party at the weekend… well, lets just say that I was still trying to recover on Monday. It was a great night, though, and I’m looking forward to his wedding in a couple of weeks time.
Today I was ready to blow the cobwebs away and raring to get out in the garden. I wasn’t going to allow a torrential downpour bit of drizzle stop me from getting out there. That’s what wellies and big leather gloves are for, right? Today’s task was finally getting rid of the radishes. When I first grey radishes, hoping for little, lovely, salad bowl crunchies I failed miserably. I could get them to the right size, shape and crunchiness, even but the taste was just horrid. Not sure where I was going wrong, but the upshot was too many radishes I didn’t want to eat!
So, having heard that radish seed in many ways approximates mustard seed, I figured I’d leave the ones which were left in the ground and see what happened. For a start, the bees loved them – radishes have a profuse amount of flowers and they actually smell quite nice. This is, unfortunately, the only photo I have of them close-ish up:
The radishes, left to grow, became huge and some even seemed to have started growing secondary tubers further down the root.
As it turned out, apparently the seeds on mine didn’t taste any good either, so I dug the lot out of the ground today to make space for winter lettuces. Smashing them up to go in the compost, though, I noticed the coolest thing: some of them had become hollow and were supporting small colonies of critters and beasties – including worms! Click on the images for a closer view.
Not all of the radishes were hollow, but I’d had no idea they would even do this. Pretty funky stuff. Cool as they were, though, their upheaval was a must – giving me space for my winter lettuces:
Not a tonne of space but, then, that’s the story of this garden as a whole. Still, as the season comes to a close, I feel that I’ve really managed to make a decent go of growing things in my long-thin strip of dirt. It’s been great fun and I’m already planning what I will (and won’t) grow next year. For the record, the garden looks like so at the beginning of September:
Coming to a slow close, but not done yet!
On a completely different note, below is what happens when you leave an inquisitive, greedy wee kitten in a room with an empty curry bowl:
Yes, he’s still with us, and getting chubbier by the day. Just look at that round wee belly!