The veggie patch and poly tunnel today

After the last patch of rotovating was finished yesterday this morning was spent sowing seeds in the veggie patch more broad beans, French beans, lettuce and comfry. A raking over of soil ready for the tomatoes, aubergines and peppers I will buy at a plant fair on Sunday with a patch allocated for kale and cabbages that are small seedlings at the moment. Posts will be banged in for the toms to climb up and a structure? for the runner beans that seem to be coming up in pots in the poly tunnel, this is the first year since 2005 I have grown English beans. Sweet peas are also in pots to companion plant alongside the beans for pollinating. And the first strawberry is red, although I forgot to pick it and as it is pouring with rain now it probably wont stay around tomorrow when the slugs find it.

The poly tunnel has also been rotovated with seeds sown today, lettuce, salad onion, herbs, beetroot, carrots and peas - lots of peas as I am guessing the mice will eat most of them as they have done in the veggie patch where there is one, yes one that has managed to dodge those pesky mice. I put in so many thinking I would loose a few but not the whole row, think I will put some in a drain pipe tomorrow and then plant them out. The last of the potatoes also went under ground in the tunnel, again probably a tasty treat for those mice. The seeds are up high in the hope that mice cant find them ( and the slugs and snails).

The doors each end have been removed in the hope it wont get so hot as in previous years, although the plants do well I don't and get very hot and red past midday.

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