Late Getting the Peas In

I did have good intentions. I had planned to line all my raised beds against the pocket gophers that tunnel their way underneath the entire county. Basic rule of gardening: there’s always at least four times more soil than you think. I got so knackered putting in one of these jerryrigged cages (now happily sprouting mixed lettuces, arugula, tiny Japanese turnips, and parsnips) I lost heart for more.

But today I used the cages I’d had tomatoes and squashes in to at least try and keep the blighters at bay, and planted a full bed of peas. If they germinate, and if they survive our normally trivial frosts, they should give me a good head start in the spring.

If they don’t, so it goes.