Weeds, herbs and tamarisk

What a busy week! The garden has burst into life and everything, especially the weeds, are growing like… well… weeds. Due to the fact that we are in England, I try to spend every possible hour outdoors ‘before the weather turns again’ and so this week I missed out on Gardener’s World. And as sad as I am, I watched it on the catch up service.

And there I found that I have it all wrong! Of course I have heard that herbs need poor soil and don’t like to be pampered, but I just couldn’t help it. Which would explain why my herbs are miserable. They should be in the back veg bed that is full of stones and roots, instead of the miniature salads that are perishing there at the moment. Those, in turn, should be thriving in the well looked after trough under the window. I have ordered a book on herbs (a girl can’t have too many of those) and now I am determined to put things right.

All this is going through my head as I try to block out the calling of the two lambs. They have been with us for four weeks and we are supposed to be weaning them of milk. That really feels cruel. Number 14 (I haven’t given them names this year, for that makes them pets…) tried to jump over the fence of their little pen just now. They bleat in unison as soon as they see me. So I spend all my lovely moments in the garden ‘walking’ the lambs and teaching them about grass. Crazy sheep lady, at your service.

Lamb feeding and lamb outings are closely supervised by the two hens and their new (very assertive) cockerel. You might remember that a couple of blogs ago their previous husband was murdered by a hungry fox. Since then they have let this young upstart boss them around without even a second of mourning period, the hussies.

IMG_1060To confirm that we are moving out of the dreary, grey winter, the Tamarisk in the garden has come out in flower. The pink haze-like blossom is beautiful albeit short lived. Just thought I’d mention it since the tree made it into the photo…

Fred the dog and I are in demand. We currently feed my brother’s chickens (yes, it’s a poultry mania around here) and his cat. By the time eight in the morning comes, we have woken up and fed and walked everything and we are exhausted. Fred goes back to bed. I put the kettle on and begin to prepare for the day. At least there’s always an egg for breakfast.



  1. I’m trying to figure out herbs too. You said you got a new book for them, care to share any of your favorites? I have no clue what would be a good one for a beginner.
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    • Hi there! The book hasn’t arrive yet but the lady who’s written it is supposed to be ‘the queen of herbs’ apparently. Jekka McVicar. Look her up. So far I know that the Mediterranean herbs like thyme, rosemary, marjoram and oregano really like to be neglected in mostly grit and sand with a lot of drainage. I will study hard when the book arrives!

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      • I can’t wait to read more. I will for sure look into her.
        I know most herbs your supposed to let the soil go dry before watering them. I have herbs on my windowsill for practice but I’m about to put them in the pallet garden specifically for herbs and I used chicken manure for it. Now I’m worried they won’t like the rich soil.


      • Hm, I would say they will grow but would probably be happier without it. Mine have grown one year now have had enough. They are also supposed to have as much sun as possible and little or no shade. Easy to say, I know. Let me know how they are doing.

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