I walked down the street, back to my house, this morning and I have to say I felt absolutely happy. The reason for this was my allotment. I had spent a good couple of hours down there, underneath a blue sky filled with scudding clouds and glimpses of sunshine.
I planted rhubarb and chives in my permanent bed and put fleece over my beetroot seeds. I planted garlic in the hope it might grow and put more fleece over my carrots.
As I sat on my bench surveying my grand estate I felt absolutely satisfied with my little garden's progress. I take my diary down there each time I go now and love to sit making notes - what to do next, what I've done today ...
There is something just wonderful about being alone with nothing but the birds and the breeze for company. I love the neatness of my pristine raised beds and the deep rich brown of the earth. I love looking for the tiny green heads of seedlings starting to poke their way through the soil in neat rows.
When life in the real world is like a maelstrom I thank my lucky stars that I have this little corner of the world to retreat to.
I planted rhubarb and chives in my permanent bed and put fleece over my beetroot seeds. I planted garlic in the hope it might grow and put more fleece over my carrots.
As I sat on my bench surveying my grand estate I felt absolutely satisfied with my little garden's progress. I take my diary down there each time I go now and love to sit making notes - what to do next, what I've done today ...
There is something just wonderful about being alone with nothing but the birds and the breeze for company. I love the neatness of my pristine raised beds and the deep rich brown of the earth. I love looking for the tiny green heads of seedlings starting to poke their way through the soil in neat rows.
When life in the real world is like a maelstrom I thank my lucky stars that I have this little corner of the world to retreat to.
