September 5, 2013 by Hannah
I have been bragging recently about the size of my pumpkins and the girth of my courgettes. So I believe it is time to make a rather humble confession. I cannot grow flowers.
Well, I can grow them but not very well in comparison to my veg. Sweet Peas are the particular bane of my life. I either start them too early or late and am left with scraggy, raggy looking limp shoots. My friend on the other hand will have them growing profusely clustering in pockets throughout her garden, providing mini eruptions of scent and colour.
Yet every year I manage to coax a few more blooms out of my Sweet Peas and this (almost) gives me more joy than admiring my bulging squashes. It’s the hard won small successes which mean the most to me as a gardener.