I spent quite a bit of time scrambling round with my hands in soil today. First up at the allotment, then in the front garden until it got too dark to do anymore.
My original intention had been to dig right across the back of the plot and have a row of Jerusalem artichokes framing my half. Now, I don’t think that is to be, though I made a fair attempt to execute my plan.
There may only be a few feet between where I stopped digging and the plot next door. However, the ground is just too full of perennial weeds for me to clear it before the artichoke tubers become too shrivelled. They might still be viable next weekend but my heart is not in digging just to see. Instead I am going to replant (next year) the blackberry bush from home in the remaining ground at the back of plot 15a.
Anyway, this is a shot of the last of the artichokes going in. The ground will definitely need redigging and clearing out as, even as I was putting the soil back in the holes, I spied some unwelcome guests! Still, the flowers I hope to see rising above should compensate for that 🙂
Back home, I felt in the mood to continue getting my hands dirty. This time, it was a much easier, though still time-consuming, job: collecting the pebbles from the patch of soil under my front window. Altogether I’ve already got quite a mountain of those now piled behind the dustbins. Perhaps I will use them to make a rockery?
© Helen Butt, March 2014