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Gardening

I've spent most of my life not really knowing or caring about gardening. It's so weird when at one point I didn't know or care about plants and flowers and now - they're the best part of my day :) I love walking out to our little back garden and watering our flowers or our "baby farm" of miniature food. Our strawberries in particular are so tiny - but they're so cute and they taste heavenly. I don't think I could ever go back to overly processed fruits and vegetables. It's organic or nothing! Haha.


I love that we're able to grow our own food. Unfortunately for me, I'm a fan of MEAT and that, I can't grow on my own - but I guess it's a good thing eating more fruit and vegetables. Alun and I have a little farm where we grow:


Capsicums (Peppers to you in the UK/US)
Spring onions
Welsh chives (ooo!)
Cherry tomatoes
Strawberries
Lemons (ok they haven't fruited yet but we're just waiting! The dwarf lemon tree we got is looking quite healthy and has full, glossy leaves so the flowers should start popping up soon, eh?)
Coriander
3 different types of Basil (go us!)
...and a lovely array of flowers including mini daisies, full grown daisies, snap dragons and a host of differently coloured marigolds, which I've come to really, really love.


I'll make time over the weekend coming up to plug my phone into my laptop so I can post some pictures of the garden onto this blog...it honestly looks gorgeous, you guys.


I'm looking forward to doing a bit of gardening over the weekend and hope the weather holds out.

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