Only in England … I’ve never known anything as changeable as English weather.
Today we had almost everything: dark cloud, wind, rain, blue sky, sunshine, cold, warmth and hailstones. Now the sun is out again and I think I will need to take off my sweater.
I quite enjoy the unpredictability. Even when you check the weather forecast you never know what to expect.
My last visit to the plot was exactly a week ago. I thought the weeds would have grown but it looked pretty good. My heart gave a little lift when I saw it.
“Hello my old friend!” we said to each other.
I was worried the snails or slugs would have eaten them, as they’d already been nibbled, but so far so good.
The allotment is in a fairly sheltered spot.
Even in winter, if you’re working, you never get cold.
In summer it can almost be too hot for me and I must remind myself to take breaks to drink water and sit in the shade.
Today I sat down on a tarpaulin next to the rhubarb and in amongst the chives. It felt different on that level, I felt more a part of the garden. I imagined my perspective could be the same as that of a large fox. So that’s what the world looks like to them …
It was a very lush and green world from that lower viewpoint. I imagine, at the height of summer, it seems almost a jungle.
In the summer I like to sit near flowers that I know are favourites with the bees and have them buzz all around me. We have beehives on the site and I bought some of the honey straight from the bee-keepers. No heat-treating or anything like that, just natural honey.
I love knowing that the bees have probably visited my flowers and the essence of the flowers in my garden are in that honey. It makes it a bit more special.
One guy keeps chickens – I never knew! But my next-door neighbour (in the plot beside mine) was feeding them whilst the chap was on holiday.
There were lots of eggs and she generously gave me some in an egg box. The eggs were still warm. Apparently the poor hen sitting on them needed some persuasion to get off. The hen was very broody, love her heart.
I felt slightly guilty. But the eggs were delicious and the broken shells will protect future seedlings from slugs. So thank you Mrs Hen.
What with Easter, the fresh hen’s eggs and the SoulCollage® card the other day that featured eggs – gosh, it’s egg city.
I said the eggs remind me of my projects – ready to hatch and grow. I have so many ideas but am trying to work on one at a time. That way the project gets done – otherwise you have too many balls (eggs) to juggle and end up dropping the lot.
And now the weather has turned grey again and the wind is whipping up. Thankfully I am indoors in the warm with a blanket over my lap.
Just heard thunder! I watered my runner beans well today but I’m sure they will be happy to have some more.
Ah well, it’s nice to know nature has my back, with the sunshine and rain, so I don’t have to do all the watering myself.
I’ve enjoyed sharing my day (English weather) and photos from the plot. It may not be the most lush or abundant garden I’ve ever seen, but it’s my little space and as you know, I love it.
Tomorrow is Day 27 of the 30-day blog-anything project. Only 4 more blog posts to go. Then we can all have a rest! ;-). Thanks for sticking with me.