Feral
Last year was a year of nearly no posts, and equally not very much gardening. My plots are, quite frankly, feral. It’s so bad that our Committee Chair has gently […]
Tulips in the rain
I do love a good roadtrip, though an elderly Mx5 can be ‘interesting’ to drive in the rain, with its ability to fog up inside within seconds. Ulting Wick is […]
Squelch
Along with most allotmenteers, I am heartily sick of all the wet. I have standing water on my plots and most of the raised beds are pond-like just six inches […]
Inaugural Six on Saturday
To celebrate more regular writing, this is my first ever Six on Saturday post, joining in with a whole host of other bloggers to highlight 6 things we’re particularly pleased […]
And breathe…
I am very behind this year. It’s very clear from the state of my plots and the general lack of fruit flies/the distinct whiff of damp compost in the kitchen […]
Reversions, revelations and reaping rewards
After not doing much at all by way of allotmenteering for some time, my fingers are well and truly itchy. The Adorable Archie is on the mend, slowly and steadily, […]
Salvage
My diary and actual allotmenteering have both had something of a hiatus. Earlier this year I got back into horses, via volunteering at the RDA. A time-consuming passtime to add […]
Summer routine
I’m getting back into my routine – wake up early, make coffee, shove on the worst of my wardrobe for allotmenteering in and slap factor 30 on any exposed skin. […]
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