Sweet, sweet failure!
So, the frost did *not* kill the tomatoes (!) but it did kill very nearly all the morning glories. However, since they take a massive two weeks to get from sown to ready-to-plant, I'll just do those once the last danger of frost is gone.
I have planted out all but five of the sugar snap peas. I only have three mange tout, but tons and tons of sugar snap - thirty plants I think. Heaven only knows what happened there. I do know some of the asparagus peas turned into sugar snaps, despite the seeds being totally and utterly different in appearance and size.
Spice is having a mad episode just now. I've played with her, but mostly she wants to run madly about the house, making tribble noises and with her fur all on end. I've learned that her fur being all on end often means excitement rather than terror - her whiskers are forward and she's easy to approach. Just... brushy. There are lots of insects around, so she's been kept happy and occupied. She hates the rain, but will come out into it anyway if I am there. Hatter doesn't care, as long as he can come back to me later and warm and dry his feet on my neck.
There are now twice as many turnip plants as there were - there are now two. I planted out some comfrey and managed to drive a thorn deep into my thumb. I got the splinter out eventually and it bled freely, so it should be okay.
I've run out of compost, again.
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I have planted out all but five of the sugar snap peas. I only have three mange tout, but tons and tons of sugar snap - thirty plants I think. Heaven only knows what happened there. I do know some of the asparagus peas turned into sugar snaps, despite the seeds being totally and utterly different in appearance and size.
Spice is having a mad episode just now. I've played with her, but mostly she wants to run madly about the house, making tribble noises and with her fur all on end. I've learned that her fur being all on end often means excitement rather than terror - her whiskers are forward and she's easy to approach. Just... brushy. There are lots of insects around, so she's been kept happy and occupied. She hates the rain, but will come out into it anyway if I am there. Hatter doesn't care, as long as he can come back to me later and warm and dry his feet on my neck.
There are now twice as many turnip plants as there were - there are now two. I planted out some comfrey and managed to drive a thorn deep into my thumb. I got the splinter out eventually and it bled freely, so it should be okay.
I've run out of compost, again.
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