It’s still raining. However ….
Spring seems to be forcing itself on February. The chives are growing like weeds. I have weeds that aren’t growing as fast. I tasted one, just to be sure that they were chives and not weeds, and sure enough they are. I might scramble up some eggs tomorrow for lunch, and garnish them all fancy-Michelin-ish with chopped chives. Eggs on toast turns posh with some home-grown chives.
And the first primrose burst into sunny-yellow bloom yesterday morning. By the evening, the slugs and snails had nearly eaten all the blossoms. Unless we have a bit of prolonged hard frost or snow, we’re apt to have a garden heaving with pests. It’s just been too warm this winter. As an example, my potted parsley usually dies-off by January, but this year – it’s thriving and growing and looks completely happy and healthy.
Finally, I will never (ever) try growing cabbage again. Little critters eat them, and I refuse to spray the plants with insecticide. And picking those worms off the leaves just sends me in convulsive shivers. The worms used to be little green things. Now they’re thick and brown, and they’re growing huge on my cabbages.
I’m tempted to toss these out and buy some cabbages as needed at the supermarket. It is just so disappointing!