I think that it is a nice idea to put a full stop at the end of the sentence of this year’s growing season. All the leaves and the seed pods have been gathered in and we are left with this:
That is plot 2 – I have already removed most of the defunct stalks.
That is plot 1. Again, I have already dug out most of the defunct plants.
The ground is covered with weeds, but I intend to double dig the plots again towards the end of November. Also, I intend to extend the plots somewhat, Not a lot, because the garden is still a garden, and not an allotment. During the process of double digging (which means removing a spade depth and then another spade depth to create a fairly deep trench), I can bury a lot of vegetation. That vegetation will rot and provide deep fertilisation. Also, I’ll spread manure over the surface.
My intention ought to be clear. After three years of varying success in growing, I intend next year to be the best year yet. I bought four bags of compost a few days ago. They could go into the plots, but stables round about offer manure free if you take it away yourself. It isn’t a difficult concept, is it? The stables have more manure than they can deal with and they have to pay to have it taken away. The more that they can simply ‘get rid of’, the better.
My plan is to get the manure shortly before I double dig. As I double dig and create trenches, I’ll chuck in vegetation and manure. Around March, I’ll germinate the seeds which I have garnered from my own plants and pot them on until mid-May. Then I’ll plant them out.
If I fail next year to produce the best plants ever, then I shall stop smoking, stop drinking alcohol and stop eating. Thus I shall join the saints of the Tobacco Control Industry.
Oh…. Just a minute………. There are no ‘saints’ of the Tobacco Control Industry. There are only charlatans and thieves.