It's great. The canes on my autumn-fruiting rasperries are whipping around in the incredible wind we're having, but they're absolutely laden with fruit.
It's great. The canes on my autumn-fruiting rasperries are whipping around in the incredible wind we're having, but they're absolutely laden with fruit. It's amazing that the local bird population isn't all lined up underneath with their beaks open.
To top it all there's very little raspberry beetle damage - those horrible little browny maggoty things that sneak out of the top end of the fruit. I can't seem to pick the fruit fast enough and the entire family is going around with bright red stains down the front of their clothing. Mind you, if the weaather carries on being as bitterly cold, I'm going to have to think about putting some fleece over the canes because, so far, only a fraction of the crop is ripe.
Fortunately, the wires I'd put in place when I'd originally intended to grow summer varieties, are still there, so I think I'll probably tie the fleece onto the top wire, pull it down over the crop and anchor the other end into the ground. Lucky the wires are there, otherwise I don't know how I'd tie it down with all this wind.
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