The good news was that this morning Suze and l were able to get down to the allotment for a few hours, of which we spent that time well indeed.
I sometimes find that nothing quite beats a quickie in the morning; of course, it can have its downsides, and one is usually the wet patch!
Last week was wet. There is no nice way of saying it. It wasn’t just wet, but really wet. The ground was soaking, and the water table was also soaked through. Of course, it still needed more water to keep certain folks happy. Farmers, for instance, were complaining about the rain but still saying it wasn’t enough.
Plot 17 has a total of 16 raised bed areas, although only 15 of them are functional as enclosed spaces. The 16th bed has no sides, but the soil is still in situ as if there were walls.
I knew when l first took 17 on board that there would be more complex tasks than others and, if not pure hardship, most assuredly more challenging tasking chores. The areas l identified as being more consuming on time were Polly, Daisy and the Rascals.