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Gluttony (hopefully)

My ambition is to have a glut.

Maybe not quite the kind where you make a million jars of marrow jam and secretly leave tomatoes on your neighbours' doorsteps at midnight.  Just a little glut would be fine.  So far my vegetable gardening has tended to produce three tomatoes at a time, to be ceremonially and reverently   consumed.  Then you wait a week until the next three come along.  That is pretty much an anti-glut, I would say.

So, this year.  The Year of the Glut.  Well, I have tried courgettes (zucchini) for the first time, which are notorious for being prolific.  Four plants, looking pretty healthy so far.

Still in growbags.  Maybe one year I will get a permanent garden.
 I wasn't even going to attempt tomatoes again, because last year I got 10 ripe ones and about 100 unripe ones, and I have almost finished the green tomato chutney.  But then the garden centre had some interesting varieties, including a yellow one, and Toby informed me that tomatoes were the only thing I was growing that he would eat, so... we'll see how they go.

Tomatoes with mint behind

To be honest, I could probably count the mint and sage as gluttonous already, and I've been hacking down the coriander before it completely goes to seed.  Herbs are always a good bet.

Tomatoes with sage, and that spindly thing is dill

I'm also trying rocket (arugula); the first row came up really quickly, and I've just put in a second.  The spring onions took longer to germinate, and I was about to decide they were all duds, when I spotted some tiny green specks, too small to even photograph.

Rocket sprouts

And my three pots of strawberries are doing very well.  If all these turn red like they're supposed to, we could be in for a good crop.  Toby is keeping a close eye on them and letting me know when they have the tiniest hint of pink on.

Look at all those strawberries!

And in the non-edible part of the garden: The lavender I planted last year had doubled in size when we returned from America, and is almost out in bloom.  I just replanted the hanging basket, and we've got some nice colourful perennials to enjoy too.  Just don't ask me about those giant weeds.  I will dig them up soon, honest.

Good thing lavender likes poor soil, right?

I keep forgetting the name, but it's very pretty

I think the clematis is meant to climb up the trellis really

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