I’ve no idea what’s growing in my garden
PUBLISHED: 06:09 28 July 2017
Our garden seems to have a style of its own, and I’m losing patience.
Could be a red cabbage, could be sprouts, could be broccoli or sprouting broccoli.
It’s not spinach, which is what I thought it might be.
I’ve grown something, well, nine somethings actually, and I don’t know what they are.
I’ve spent hours in the vegetable patch. I was wrong to think the clearing and digging was the time consuming bit. It did take much longer than the actual planting, but so far my dreams of wandering rows of vegetables and picking what we fancy for tea haven’t exactly followed the plan.
Weeding has taken over and, due to some particularly rubbish labeling, even that hasn’t been straightforward. I stuck the seed packets on sticks on the end of each row, writing on bits of paper hooked on sticks for adjoining rows. I’m not sure why I didn’t think about how the rain, or mice, or snails, or slugs, or birds, would destroy the labels – and, I think, a lot of the plants.
So as plants came up I’d wait and see if anything else looking like them grew nearby and if they could be a row of something important. But by the time I’d decided they were weeds they’d been joined by a vast amount more - and potatoes keep springing up everywhere.
I’ve done a lot of weeding and I think I pulled up a lot of peas thinking they were bindweed. But besides Keola’s flowers, the garden is still a mass of plants that shouldn’t be there, and anything that might be edible is well hidden.
The wait and see approach hasn’t worked, the could-be-carrots seem to be cow parsley, the beetroots turned out to be radish, the borage is thistles, the onions seem to have vanished altogether and I waited so long with the lettuces they flowered.
But the nine plants have fought their way up and do look as if they’re something useful. I ask my friends. Some kind of brassica is the general opinion, but wait and see, they say.
But how long to wait and see, what if I wait too long, will I have completely wasted my time?