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Cynical about life, serious about vegetables.

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  • Hi weirdos! In today’s post, I’d like to share with you my experiences and plans connected to my little city garden. I hope to inspire you to try out your own experiments and gardening fun. Let’s dive in!

  • Hi everyone, second day in a row! In this post, I’d like to share with you my plans for the new year. They may not be huge or ambitious goals, but they mean a lot to me and bring me joy. I hope they will also inspire and amuse you.

  • Hello, my dear readers! The end of the year is approaching, which means it’s time to look back at what happened in my life over the past twelve months. I won’t hide it — it’s been a year full of surprises, both good and bad.

  • Garlic toast!

    Hello after a longer break! Today I want to tell you about my adventures from the past week, which was full of surprises and challenges. As you know, the weather this year has been very unpredictable, especially here where I live, and it doesn’t want to give me a proper winter.

  • You won’t believe what happened today. I was strolling peacefully through my little vegetable garden, dreaming of coffee and some blessed peace, when suddenly, like in a B-movie horror, I noticed something strange on one of the beds. Among the mulch and slightly rotten leaves, tiny dirty field mushrooms were popping up.

  • Zombies, those strange ghouls, are an inseparable part of popular culture, constantly evolving and transforming over the course of history. The distant roots of this motif lie in African and Haitian religious beliefs, where zombies were defined as living beings, intoxicated and susceptible to the control of a priest who put them in a trance.

  • If you’re a believer, Christmas Eve and Christmas in self are the most beautiful time of the year. It’s the moment when you can legally eat 12 dishes and feel absolutely no guilt. Family gatherings, celebrating together, sharing presents and joy — it all sounds like a recipe for holiday success. But everyone has their…

  • Hi, dear friends! How are your pre-Christmas moods? This week, I have so much work that I don’t even know if I’ll manage to do everything I want. I can’t even find time for the blog. And you know why? Because the holidays are approaching, and people are going completely crazy. They buy, spend, consume,…

  • Earthworms in the vegetable garden are not only useful but also incredibly fascinating creatures. Many people wonder whether they should be fed in winter, when the temperature drops and the soil freezes. I decided to answer this question using information I’ve gathered over the past year — because who wouldn’t want to know how to…

  • Probably few of you know that music is a magical elixir for a vegetable garden. Not just mine, but for any garden where happy plants grow. What should really be a science-backed process suddenly turns into a symphony of green dreams under the influence of sound!

  • Hello everyone! This weekend, I finally did something I’d been putting off for a long time — I cleaned out the special room that my wife calls the shed, where we keep the rubbish bins. But I know better — it’s not just an ordinary shed, it’s a zombie apocalypse bunker! Yes, I know what…

  • As I already mentioned when I was setting up the foil tunnels, I’m slowly, or very slowly, getting around to organizing my bottlecaps collection. I’m planning to add a link to a page with the full list of my treasures. Nothing is counted yet, but it will be — someday. I’ll definitely upload some photos…

  • The nice weather is coming to an end, and the garden work is almost finished. I’m still waiting for a few valves for the new watering system — they’re coming from China, so maybe they’ll arrive before spring, or maybe not. Which is fine, because at least I’ll have a good excuse to do nothing…

  • Busy Sunday!

    I planned to do nothing, and yet I did something. My conscience kept whispering — leave it, take a break — but my hands were already digging around the internet. And I found it! From the Chinese sellers — of course. A bit cheap-looking, but it works exactly as it should. Chinese inventions never disappoint.…

  • The work continues, but I’m getting really close to the finish line! From the less-expected things — my strawberries have decided to bloom. In October! Looks like they want to surprise me more than the electricity bill. After digging and levelling the ground for the tunnels, I was left with quite a pile of soil.…

  • Beautiful weather — if it weren’t for this autumn cold, I’d swear it was summer. Perfect time to keep going with the work in my little garden! The strawberries decided to bloom, just to make my job more pleasant. Very kind of them — they probably have a better heart than some people I know.…

  • Another beautiful day with a shovel in hand! You might still find it surprising, but I absolutely love working in the garden. For me, it’s not just relaxation—it’s also a perfectly legal form of therapy with a touch of gym workout. And the satisfaction? Priceless!

  • What would happen if I just skipped everything and did nothing in the garden on a beautiful sunny day? Especially when the courier dropped off a cute little greenhouse? I’d be sick! This way, I’m only slightly sick with a cold. Success!

  • My dear friends, today I have the honour of announcing to the world my latest achievement — the autumn cold! Yes, that magical time when men all over the globe can finally feel like the main characters in a medical drama.

  • First attempt!

    And there it is! Weather straight out of a travel brochure, a day off, so instead of lying flat like a pancake — I tackled the less nasty half of the garden. The lawn? Easy job: mower, fertiliser, done. Green and even.

  • Autumn garden clean-up is not just a chore — it’s also a great chance to get some exercise before winter freezes our backsides off. The best time? Late September to early October — when it’s not yet raining non-stop and the mosquitoes have finally packed up and left. The plan for this period: pruning plants,…

  • Soon summer will be over. The days are getting shorter, evenings are turning cooler, and the plants are slowly starting to fade. The cycle of life goes on, and the seasons change without mercy. My little garden will soon undergo its autumn makeover — and along with it, so will the blog and social media!

  • Laacher See!

    My wife and kids have conspired to drag me away from my beloved vegetable garden. Dad, we’re going to the lake – they shouted, as if it were the trip of a lifetime and not an assassination attempt on my tomatoes.

  • Finally, a change in the weather! For now, it’s warm and dry, but the forecast already warns this is just a brief mercy from the heavens. I’m making the most of it before it starts pouring again!

  • It’s pouring down, and I’m sitting on the terrace plotting. How can I upgrade my little garden for next season? My plans are so big, I’m almost afraid to see what comes out of them.

  • I’m so done with this cold wind and endless rain!

  • In my head!

    Silence. Peace. Everything packed? The last few hours before a trip are that magical time when calm and harmony lose the battle to chaos and madness. You think you’re ready – but then you suddenly remember you still need to find ten things you last saw two years ago.

  • Me, Grzegorz – almost a gardener – received a mysterious package today from my friend in the northern reaches of the UK. Just the fact of getting a parcel from such an exotic place, where men wear skirts (sic!), filled me with a mix of curiosity and joy. What could be inside?

  • Parenthood!

    Ah, parenthood! That beautiful journey where silence doesn’t mean a moment of peace — it’s the calm before the apocalypse. Why is it so quiet? I’d ask myself, heart pounding like a drum. This wasn’t ordinary silence. This was the silence. The kind that whispered — run while you still can. The longest 30 seconds of my life? Walking from…

  • Today, my wife and kids kindly suggested a forest trip. Not just any forest. This was prime – leave dad to fend for himself – territory. Towering trees, a suspiciously loud stream, and countless ankle traps disguised as charming rocks.

  • Once upon a time, a determined onion grew in a tiny garden. She had grand ambitions – to become the biggest, tastiest onion in town. Each day, she: But one fateful day, as she admired her lush green leaves – disaster slithered in. The notorious slug arrived! Famous for devouring entire vegetable patches before breakfast, he licked…

  • Remember those simpler times when we were just casually living our weird little lives? One day you’re debating whether to buy the fancy ketchup, the next – bam! You’re in a global pandemic thriller where toilet paper becomes currency and social distancing is a thing.

  • There I was, admiring my garden’s progress, when I spotted them — tiny, luscious red dots of temptation. My hand twitched with primal hunger. Just one little strawberry!

  • There I was, basking in my potted herb oasis, when genius struck. My plants need pruning, and I need an electric herb dryer, because nothing says – serious gardener – like overpriced gadgets.

  • When planning my urban veggie garden, I vowed to utilize every available space – including our creepy backyard shed – currently home to trash bins and, more recently, my investment in gardening tools.

  • My wife and kids staged an intervention. Apparently, a man can’t live by vegetable garden alone – who knew? So they dragged me, kicking and screaming – fine, just mildly complaining – to commune with nature.

  • Grzegorz! – that’s how my wife addresses me every time I have a fantastic idea. This time, she added that I couldn’t just go dig up forest soil for our new plant pots, stubbornly claiming – nothing will grow in that dirt.

  • The first thing I did after realizing I wanted a vegetable garden was march inside to negotiate with my wife. It wasn’t an easy conversation. She declared I absolutely couldn’t grow veggies because — wait for it — I’m completely bald! Yes, this was her unshakable argument.

  • One winter day, I stood in front of my house, scrubbing a garbage bin — when suddenly, genius struck. Why not turn that sad little patch of urban greenery (along with the terrace, empty walls, and windowsills) into a vegetable garden?