Yesterday’s post about goings on in and around the allotment and the fact our planet is now totally polluted by Roundup was a drearily disturbing topic. Today the allotment came up with floral fireworks, and a jug full of asters. Presents!
At lunchtime as I was on the plot, watering my peas and beetroot, fellow allotmenteer Siegfried came by. He was pushing a wheelbarrow full of produce – courgettes, runner beans, and a ton of red currants. I said he looked like a mobile vegetable stall. He told me it was destined for tomorrow’s Country Market – the Thursday morning local produce stall under Much Wenlock’s Corn Exchange.
Then he said would I please do him a favour, and go to his plot and pick as many asters as I wanted He said he had already picked masses for the market, but was afraid the rest would go to waste. He told me not to forget.
A little later I saw him go by my polytunnel. His arms were filled with sheaves of asters. What a wonderful sight – Siegfried in bloom, and I didn’t have my camera. And so on my way home I stopped for a greedy harvesting in the aster plot. And now I’m passing on Siegfried’s gift. All of which is to say, you meet some nice folk up at the allotment.
Tish Farrell 
Lovely Tish
Thank you, Lynn
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Great camaraderie you have at the allotment, Tish!
Beautiful. I have a friend who sells zinnias by the truck load at the Jackson Farmers Market . Or he did. I haven’t been there in several years. When we had eggs we took them there for him to add to his stall of goodies. Farmer markets are popping up more now but not to much around here.I guess to many have their own gardens.
Farmers markets come and go here. People don’t seem too keen to support them outside the bigger towns. Here, people buy their food mostly in supermarkets.
Marvelous!
Grazie, Anna
What a lovely man! I forgot to say that our meanderings homeward took us through your village and I waved frantically at every single cottage because I wasn’t sure which was yours. 🙂 🙂
Aw, we consider ourselves well greeted, Jo. And the rest of Wenlock too! Lovely you.
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How beautiful are they – This will be one to get out in the middle of the winter to remind us of Mother Nature’s summer bounty. 🙂
What stunning colours!!!
Makes one wonder why no one bothers much with asters these days. Seen as a bit old hat and downmarket perhaps.
Siegfried in bloom doesn’t need a photo. Yourwords picture home wonderfully.
Agree! 🙂
What a wonderful bounty! I don’t have any cutting flowers at all now. I may get some mums next month, but I’m not sure what survived the winter and the many “rain events” this spring. Pictures?
a star post! allotmenteers are a close family with all their kindnesses and sibling rivalries. Siegfried in bloom is the first line of a poem surely –
Now that is truly a thought, Laura 🙂
There’s nothing like sharing, passing on the pleasure!
I love that ❤
Gifts from the blue 🙂
What jewels! My asters are no where near that advanced – they usually make an appearance in September.
Oh Siegfried’s a real whizz at getting stuff going long before anyone else. So much better, though, than a courgette mountain – a hill of asters! I must go and take a photo if the rain hasn’t done for them.
And I must go and take some photos of the dahlia fields before it is too late!
Gorgeous stunning colours 🙂 I love flowers but sadly I’m not green fingered so I stick to appreciating the gardens and produce of those who are 🙂
Your appreciation is always most welcome, Eunice 🙂
Heartwarming, beautiful post, Tish.
And thank you for reading so many of my posts, Dina.