February is a month that both excites and frustrates me as a gardener. Daylight is reaching a crucial number of hours this month, some seeds can be sown but it’s important to remember it’s still winter.Continue reading “Allotment Jobs for February”
It’s the end of the school summer holidays. Having an allotment is not just about growing food. It’s certainly a place to occupy children during the six-week break. However, if you embrace your plot and the community of people that come together at your allotment site you find they offer so much more.
(Note: There are some affiliate links in this post, which means you can click on them to buy. If you do, I may get a small fee. It doesn’t affect the price you pay.) Continue reading “Allotment jobs for September”
The memory of last July is seared into my mind. Recalled through a painful cringe.
It’s May. The month us gardeners seem to pin our hope’s on. The last frosts (for me anyway) the warmer temperature. The sunny days and the promise of more to come. It’s also my birthday month and so as I grow another year older, I will forget the numbers and embrace the green shoots and early radishes instead. Continue reading “Allotment jobs for May”
I love chillies. Some people think chillies are simply about heat but they have such a variety of fantastic flavour too. It’s the combination of the heat and the flavour of the fruit that makes them a welcome ingredient for the kitchen.
This is the second year I’ve grown sweet peas. The first was a disaster.
It all started so well. The peas were sown in October, germinated swiftly and grew with incredible energy.
Every year has its ups and downs.
C’est la vie.
It’s still been another fantastic year in the allotment garden. Continue reading “2018: An allotment year in pictures”
There’s no pretending anymore. That everlasting summer has gone and autumn has arrived.
In fact, as I write, I realise winter has already opened the gate and is sneaking up the garden path. It will soon knock its frosty fingers on the door. Continue reading “Embracing autumn on the allotment”
Everyone wants an allotment garden.
My best mate Ali lives in Bristol, and when he pops over for a visit he often jokes that he knows he’s entered Wales when he’s met by a band of rain.