The sideshoots are pretty substantial and trying to follow the main stem of the plant is now quite tricky. I would have a good old tidy up and pinch them all out – but with blight warning texts on Saturday 14th and Sunday 15th – two full Smith Periods in a row. I don’t think now’s the moment.
I commute into London – and between blight texts and Boris’s recorded barked out tannoy annoucements about travelling during the games – I am beginning to feel quite got at!
I’ve always liked the phrase bittersweet and it’s certainly going to come in useful for today’s update on “fruiting”. I am combining blight watch with fruit watch (I’m not a Spring Watch viewer – but think much lower budget, much less action). So each day – the plants are scrutinised for blight (bad) and fruit (good). To date there’s been no sign of either. Which feels a bit like opening an Advent calendar door and finding only white card when you might have been hoping for a glitter festooned manger-gazing donkey.
Until Sunday when I opened the “calendar” door, only to find the devil and pitchfork peering out. A fruit – my first – a Tumbler. But what were the brown marks on the stem below the fruit?
I still can’t decide. I’m not convinced it’s blight. It looked almost too “woody” – where as blight is shadowy and sort of sinks into the flesh of the plant a little – where as this sort of sits on top. But I took preventative action all the same. And then having left an exposed wound where I’d cut off the short stem – I covered it with a piece of tied-on horticultural fleece in the open that would prevent spores entering into the plant that way.
So on tonight’s inspection – paranoia was running high. Shadow? Or something more sinister. There is one plant – not Tumbler which has a dark mark on one part of a leaf branch. But I decided not to cut – but to see what it looked like tomorrow. However while the clouds maybe very low hanging – I suspect it’s more likely that the sand is where my head is.
At the moment it’s dark stormy skies and raining heavily again. This is really not feeling like a summer to remember – well not for the right reasons anyway!