Every so often, something baffling happens on the plot that makes me wonder if I should throw all my seeds into one bucket and simply scatter them on my beds willy-nilly.
Take today for example. I was digging over beds and pulled up the fairly handsome carrots in the picture. They’re far from world-beaters, but not bad by my erratic carrot growing standards.
Random Carrots Exceed Planned Carrots
The daft thing is, these carrots are better than anything I grew ‘properly’ last summer. I’ve not watered or weeded them. I’ve trampled on them numerous times whilst harvesting nearby veg. They’ve sat in the ground all winter, with me regularly looking at the row thinking ‘I can’t be bothered to clear that now. I’ll do it in spring’.
In the meantime, they’ve grown into reasonable carrots, despite zero attention from me.
My best ever cauliflower followed this path too. I’d almost forgotten about it, giving all my attention to summer staples instead. Then, out of nowhere, a massive cauli head appeared.
Is There Any Logic to All This GYO??
It is happenings like this that leave me pondering whether there is any rhyme nor reason to this GYO lark after all. Sure, I manure the ground, rake the soil to a fine tilth and sow the seeds, but after that does my presence and input on the plot actually make a huge amount of difference to the growing of vegetables?
I spent a few weeks on a farm in the Pyrenees once upon a time, with a couple called Jasmin and Erwin. Jasmin was adamant she didn’t need to water her veg. The rain would do it for her, she claimed. Jasmin also grew by the lunar calendar, and only ever weeded by this programme too.
There were weeds everywhere, but the veg had grown aplenty. Jasmin would have liked to weed, but she was flat out with the farm. It did go to show the strength of her plants though.
I’ve got lots more examples of unexplainable veg growth, from forgotten aubergines to tomatoes and chard that sow themselves all over the place.
Tomatoes are an interesting one. I’ve got a friend who works in refuse and tells me that the big rubbish tips are full of healthy tomato plants during summer.
So, once my soil is ready, I’m going to combine all my seeds and fling them around the plot with gay abandon. I’ll then sprinkle some soil over the top, put my feet up, and look forward to reaping vegetable rewards.
I jest, of course.