Self Watering Greenhouse

February is a funny month. People often say things like that don't they? Actually it's not funny at all, it's a very unfunny, dull month, in which everything in the garden and the surrounding hills looks pale and drab. Everywhere you look you see jobs to do. Beds to clear, hedges to trim, beds to dig over, small bits of rebuilding - in fact a horticultural mountain to climb.

And so today Mrs. H. decided it was time to clean the greenhouse and then line it with bubble wrap, so raising seedlings can begin. On the face of it a very good day to do such a thing because it was beautiful here in the hills. It was sunny, still as still can be and warm too. The only problem being that England were in Italy to play rugby (I wish I hadn't bothered). I duly did my bit, lifting the heavy stuff and putting up the bubble wrap. To be fair I did very little, but it reminded me of how much I like being outside doing things together.

The effort is well worth while because not only do we get a garden full of vegetables, but also lovely flowers. Come late June the greenhouse will look like this.

One word about the greenhouse. It is the only known self watering greenhouse in the Lammermuir Hills. Self watering because the, so called, joiner who built it had not the first idea on how to build a greenhouse. Every year we talk about me getting a 'greenhouse job'. That's one that pays enough for us to buy a new one. It will happen, perhaps not this year, but definitely next....possibly.