Rooftops Family Garden: Mid-October
In the early days of parenthood, we let our garden get wild. Far too wild. There was moss and grass where the flowerbeds were supposed to be and the plants had all been choked by rampaging weeds.
In spring this year, we paid a lovely chap called Steven to dig it all out and bung in a load of new topsoil. We started afresh. I filled the empty spaces with teeny tiny plug plants, most of which are still trying to establish themselves (despite the slugs' and snails' best efforts). Right now, between the newness of the plants and the time of year, there aren't a lot of flowers out there. My side of the garden (Steve has a vegetable patch at the other side) looks like this:
We're also enjoying the last of our tomato harvest. We hadn't expected much from the tomatoes this year - our plastic greenhouse blew apart so they've been sitting outside in all weathers - but we've had a massive crop of small, sharp, bright red fruit. The kids are thrilled (the adults, too).