When you leave the coast road into the small road leading up to our house, you first pass through a small bamboo forest. This fast growing grass, mostly growing in the tropics, has found a safe haven here to the joy of all of us who have gardens.
I am cutting bamboos. Long bamboo sticks. In our lower garden, we will for the first time try to grow a vegetable garden this year. Tomatoes, cucumber, capsicum, salad. We already have fruit trees. Apple. Lemon. Orange. Plum. Pear. Nectarine. Olive trees. Outside our garden wall, on an unbuilt piece of land, two fig trees grow, branching into our garden. The figs are enjoyed by us and the forest rats. On the fruit trees, the early signs of growing fruits have already come.
Growing fruit trees and vegetables here means a constant battle between man and nature. Flies like to lay eggs in our olives on the olive trees. Wasps love the sweetness of our grapes on our vines. Pheasants and crows enjoy all the fruits on our fruit trees and probably also the vegetables in the new vegetable garden. Forest rats happily climb our apple tree and bite big holes in our apples. Now in early summer, the battle begins. Man versus nature.
I am using the bamboo sticks to build a construction over the small vegetable garden. I am positioning sticks around the fruit trees. The bamboos will be a good support for the nets. The netting will at least keep the birds out.
Later in the summer, we will let you know how successful we have been with our garden. Hopefully, the same success as with our roses. The farmer deep inside me is pleased for now. The day is over. It is time to move the short distance to Stathis Taverna for dinner. Pepper chicken with rice and vegetables. And some red house wine.
Another day has gone by in our little paradise….