Last year I planted Chamomile, with no great success. I tried it in various places and had a little grow in one of my pallet planters. It produced one really good bunch of flowers, which were duly harvested and made into Chamomile tea.
But what I had forgotten, when I had been, with desperate conviction, trying to get my chamomile to grow, was that I had ‘lost’ almost half a packet of seeds that had spilled out of the envelope. Fast forward to a little over a year later and I now know where the seeds have gone.
We are re-doing our raised beds this year, using pallets to make them higher, sturdier and hopefully longer lasting. We started on our top terrace, clearing away the old beds and putting in the new ones. And all a bit late this year as well, as the weather has been terrible. Very little sun and quite cold, in fact frosts into late April.So it wasn’t a tragedy that our beds were going in a little late this year.
But it also gave a chance to an unknown plant to grow along the paths of the middle terrace. I had a vague inkling that I recognised the greenery, so decided to leave it to see what resulted since there was no need for the paths until we were ready to build the second set of raised beds.
It was as I had conjectured, or should I truthfully say, hoped. The plants were my long lost chamomile seeds. And May brought forth its flowers, in abundance. Hoorah! Lot’s of chamomile tea this year!
See what a little clumsiness, laziness and downright curiosity can sow?