I rolled up my sleeves and got the big fork out yesterday over at the allotment. The Big Fork, in my 16 square metres, is my equivalent of an ‘Earth Mover’. I grubbed out some poor performing plants that were not earning their corn, take no prisoners, on the compost heap they went.
I wanted to clear some ground and feed the soil ready for the next planting. We had no compost bins ready at the farm so off I went to Bunnings for bags of organic compost. Then I added blood and bone, and raided a pile of lawn clippings rotting away beside the community garden. The heavy rain we had a few weeks ago had turned some of the soil into a heavy clay-like substance and I dug everything in, in an attempt to break it up.
I had raised the level of the soil so much that the little slabs I use as a footpath vanished.
Never mind, I dug them up, moved the soil around a bit, and re-laid them.
I was quite pleased with my efforts and to make this post even MORE interesting here is a photo of the finished job. Good eh?
The ground cleared, fed, and ready for planting
And just to show that there is something still growing I took a few photos.
The small potato bed
The only silverbeet that seems to be surviving after the wet
‘Artistic’ shot of my Cavalo Nero Italian kale
Curly parsley. doing just fine.
Finally. The last remaining Drunken Woman lettuce.
Parsnip seedlings, been like this for weeks, seem to be going nowhere. But I live in hope.
