



This Farming Malarkey is not as easy as it appears.
Chances of a fig from Figueres are looking quite slim at the moment, with little evidence of fruit having formed on our lone fig tree. The tree looks healthy enough and has good leaf coverage after the late winter rainfall. I enjoy the figs direct from the tree for the freshest of tastes or served with the Iberian ham of
Pruning carried out by us and as advised by our Moroccan tiler friend was light and should not have damaged the fruit production; further pruning as performed by Francisco’s sheep has only refined the shape of the fig. It is I suppose possible that the previous year’s drought has stopped this year’s fruit from developing on the fig tree. On a positive note there are tiny fruit buds that have set and will go on to produce next season’s fruit. The abundance of fig leaves means that we will have to seek out recipes which use those leaves. Any leaves that remain could be supplied to the naturists who cavort upon the
Our solitary almond tree survived the drought despite some pillock having excavated the embankment on which it stands. The guy who sold us the house had dumped his manure pile on the embankment, and somebody had dug out the stash whilst we were away from the property. The tree had only four nuts this year but a crop is a crop is it not? Now though that crop has been decimated by either weather or predator and only half the nuts remain.
The pomegranate tree we planted two years ago is flowering again but alas it has not provided us with any fruit to date. Last year I struck half a dozen cuttings from the original tree and although they are now thriving they are not yet flowering. As they mature and flower cross pollination should ensure a healthy crop.
The olive cuttings are now established young plants though their shapes are wildly different. One is almost a standard whilst the others savaged by the severe weather are shrubbier. Pruning should sort out the shapes and we will try to propagate the material we have to remove. Who knows in a thousand years or so they may all be beautiful old trees.
The Cedar Deodora is no more! This time the actual felling of the tree went smoothly, the 12” diameter softwood trunk yielded easily to the bow saw’s blade. Tree loppers made the removal of the smaller branches fairly easy too with the saw ripping through the thicker branches of the tree. My Felco secateurs worked overtime in stripping the branches down to the sort of size that would fit the feeding shoot of the Scheppach Biostar shredder. And so began the day long conversion of the cedar tree into a woodchip mulch for use around the base of neighbouring trees. Now I’m left with a very large stump to dig out. I did contact a local firm of tree surgeons to see if they could grind the stump out but the machine the ‘stump-muncher’ they had to hire in from a neighbouring town, was much too large to gain access to the stump of the cedar tree. So, I will tackle it by severing the roots as I uncover them and then try to lever the bowl of the tree out using a bar and a pick axe. Deep joy!
The larger sections of the tree trunk was dispatched to the local council recycle programme and once composted maybe sold back to me in the near future. Funny thing is they can deal with big and chunky timber sections like the cedar but they can’t handle tea bags and other easily compost-able waste materials. “Because they make the wrong type of compost”; I kid you not. Still they are offering a subsidised compost bin and you can not have too many of those can you?
Spending a little time in our
Recent gale force winds have delayed the renewal of fence panels which have become damaged over the years. Close feather-boarded panels are the most common type of panels in use though not really the most suitable. Something that filters the wind and yet maintains our privacy would be better. Another problem is that heavy rain combined with clay soil takes its toll of the fence posts. The fence is situated behind our mature shrubs which need to be pruned so that we can get to the fence.
Carol loves to hack and slash at the shrubs and trees in our garden so she is always first to reach for the loppers and secateurs.
I often have to send search and rescue parties out to untangle her from the undergrowth on those occasions when she gets carried away with the pruning.
The Brugmansia has done really well this year producing wave after wave of 10” long fluted and delicate blooms which are often 4” wide. It is in a bed on the south side of the house and has limited protection from the wind on the northern side but is exposed on all other fronts. The boughs of the Brugmansia have thickened up and it looks like a substantial shrub. I know a method of striking cuttings from this plant but as I will not be around all winter I think that’s a task best suited to the springtime.