A Quick Trip To The Plot


Yesterday morning we woke to glorious sunshine, this after days of gloom and deluge and nights of rain battering the rooflights. With all the wetness, the lean-to greenhouse against the back door had been leaking and turned itself into a paddling pool, the garden water butts were overflowing and everywhere turned to mud. I had not been up to the allotment for days.

But then came the sunshine, and I needed leeks and herbs for the risotto I’d planned, and also salad stuff to go with it. And then there was the vegetable waste to take up to the compost bins. So I set off, though not before I’d grabbed a stick to avoid an undignified up-ending along the field path. (Done that: got the muddy bum to prove it).

It truly was all slip and slide, though in passing I noticed the winter wheat in Townsend Meadow had grown an inch or two, though there was also an unscheduled stream of water along the field boundary. Climbing through the hedge gap into the allotment also proved problematical. No foothold on the mud bank. I was glad I’d brought the stick.

Allotment plots have a tendency to dreariness in the winter months, but the paths had been mowed and some diligent allotmenteers had worked hard to tidy away the listing bean poles and decaying vegetation. I’m afraid I’m not one of them, nor did I feel inclined to make a start yesterday. Instead, I inspected the winter greens,  pulled up leeks, prised some container-grown parsnips out of their bucket and gathered rocket, lettuce, parsley, fennel and baby spinach from the polytunnel. There were even a few Sungold tomatoes to pick. Now that was a treat. Then I had natter with stalwart gardener Phoebe, who was on her way home for lunch, and then, guess what…

…it started to rain. A blanket of wet mist descended and I headed home, though not before taking the header photo, snapped because somehow the drizzle made everywhere look gauzy. But by the time I reached the garden gate the light had gone and the rain set in. I turned back to scan the field: dusk at lunchtime? I really do not remember a November with so much day-time darkness. Nor a month that has gone so fast: not so much walking as galloping.


Walking Squares #26 Becky thinks we should not let bad weather stop us from walking; in fact confronting wild weather elements may well do us good.


21 thoughts on “A Quick Trip To The Plot

    1. The risotto was good, Sue, and I thought of you, because you said you couldn’t do all the standing while the rice absorbed. Which is a shame. Last night, and unusually for me, I did it properly, and it did make a difference.

      1. Making a risotto properly, starting with the sofrito really works! But sadly I can no longer do that… Thanks for thinking of me 🥰

    2. Delia has a recipe for risotto that goes in oven and so no need to do all that standing and watching. It works a treat, shall I email the recipe?

  1. Splendid tale of your outing and the muddy bum what with the stick and the upending. Dusk at lunchtime! Know it well. Confused bistro lamps here on timers, upended as well. Enjoy the remains of the day, the week, the month, my friend! To the leeks, and onwards.

  2. Sigh… I know all about daytime darkness here, lights on practically all the time this week. I’ll be glad to see the back of November and hope December will be dryer, but suspect not.

  3. Your meal sounds delicious. Haven’t made risotto for ages so perhaps I shall soon. I agree that the month has flown by. In fact, the entire year has flown by and what a year it’s been!

  4. Yup you should definitely get the waterproofs then it doesn’t matter so much when you slip and slide either! Also impressed you are not one of those ultra tidying up gardeners – much better for the soil to let things decay over winter.

  5. November has certainly galloped in galoshes. But well done you for a more than respectable haul from your allotment. It makes me pine for mine, but I don’t think I any longer relish the work involved.

    1. I’m growing a bit unenthusiastic on the labour front. Much to be said for the raised bed/ no-dig, keep adding compost to the top method. Just need someone who makes mountains of decent compost. Wenlock’s Silurian clag is too unyielding.

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