I have already spoken a few weeks ago about my strategies for winter and would like further report today from a.
For now January. I have, despite the finding that less is usually more, too much to drink mulled wine with rum, almonds, or roasted in some chocolatey shells stuffed into me, gingerbread breakfast and to have grown from a cypress to a chubby Nordmann fir. High time for a little gardening. Unfortunately this is January - so I need an alternative. But what meets the criteria that a garden girl like me is in a greenhouse in winter? It must be sown germinate, grow harvested, and can - course! - turn out to be edible. Because I'm starving. Not generally, but I'm hungry for fresh, after Homegrown.
There exists a wonderful proverb: "Not in the devil eats flies." I would add: "and garden cress girls ..."
So as soon as possible to dig out the old hedgehog cress! Not at hand? Does not matter, since I do not. I take a shallow dish or a pot stand, put a thin layer into cotton or paper, all put under water and sow on the cress.
the germination and rapid growth occur in a few days. Then they can already are harvested and provides hand-picked, home-grown herbs condiment in salads, on sandwiches, soups, herbs quarks and much more. Therefore cress is so great. It is a highlight, suitable for even the most awkward, impatient gardener who has nothing but a klitzekleies room with a window sill.
And not to forget, - an almost forgotten cress color to my house: green!
Green is perhaps not without reason, the color of hope. I personally suspect even that wise head of the hope of the green color maps, including gardener, was his longing for the winter me Kresse was nursing.
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