Windfall Quinces At The Allotment


For one reason or another, but mostly due to some serious rainstorms, I had not been to the allotment for several days. When it wasn’t raining, slithering across the field in the mud did not appeal. And then the wind got up. And then just when I thought I’d go, another downpour began. And so it seems that after our too arid  summer, we’re in for a very wet autumn.

But yesterday came the window of opportunity. The morning was almost sunny. We anyway needed some veggies. So wellies on, off I trudged along Townsend Meadow, which is now a green haze of sprouting wheat. The rain is suiting it. It has also been suiting all the field beans spilled during the summer harvesting. They have been pushing up through the wheat, and I noticed yesterday that the farmer has clearly been over the field with his big herbicide sprayer. I find it astonishing that plant-killing chemicals can be so attuned as to know a broad bean seedling from a wheat stem. Anyway, the application is clearly doing its stuff, and the wheat looks fine.



Up on the plot all is soggy and much blown about, and certainly not at all photogenic. There was lots to gather though – leeks, beetroot, chicory, carrots, and still some tomatoes, lettuce and rocket in the polytunnel. I didn’t stay long. The wind was gusting up into a small gale. You can see what it did to quince crop. The tree this year was laden. It seems a waste not to use the fruit, but apart from quince jelly, which needs loads of sugar, it’s not really a favourite in the Farrell household.


Townsend Meadow: wheat and field beans (before the spraying)

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32 thoughts on “Windfall Quinces At The Allotment

  1. Same here, with the rain vs dry seasonal imbalance. Can’t help but internalize it as a natural tendency to just laze around and nap, or drag oneself from room to room right? Was nice to see this view into the allotment though, thanks for sharing Tish! And more when you’re able please, when the wind takes a pause to reload. Be well!

    1. Yes, there’s definitely a yen to semi-hibernate, Bill. I never understand how putting the clock back one hour ends up the very next day or so with afternoons growing dark twice as quickly as they did the day before the clocks went back. Does not compute. Who stole the light? All wellness thoughts heartily reciprocated.

      1. I know! The math with the light can be confounding like that. Some futile race it seems. But then it goes in our favour again come January, and I love that. How just a little more each day means so much! To that, then. We change ours over this coming weekend, here.

    1. I think we must have stolen some of your share, Mak. Or the monsoon has experienced some serious slippage in a northerly direction. In the past few years when it starts raining in October, it keeps it up till March.

  2. When I lived in France, I always felt I ‘ought’ to like using quince, which were omnipresent, but I found them hard work and not my favourite. I’m relieved you seem the same!

  3. Wow, impressive. Our Quince tree produced two or three blossoms this year and that was that!
    Once again, no fruit.
    I don’t know if we will ever get quince.

    1. I think this tree only started fruiting a couple of years ago. It’s been on the plot quite a while, now a communal orchard. This year it just went flipping bananas!

      1. You should definitely mention this to those at Guinness – a quince tree producing bananas. What a bonus. I’d plant one of those trees!

    1. Yes, crop devaluing, that’s the problem. If farming weren’t quite so knife-edge critical, economically speaking, I guess the ideal situation would have been to leave the volunteer bean seeds to grow (and not sow another crop) and then cut the plants down before flowering, and leave to rot down and harrow in. Ploughing of course is frowned on these days.

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