Social distancing
leads me to the allotment
two years neglected
by Scooj
Following the deaths of my father and father-in-law over the last two springs and all the ensuing emotional and practical baggage (plus a smattering of unhelpful weather), it has been almost two years since I went to my allotment. Somehow I’ve not yet been kicked off.
I visited it yesterday and I have my work cut out for me this spring (if allowed to go there) it is covered on grass and brambles. My son has volunteered to help me get it sorted, because he needs distractions from the probable boredom ahead. It felt good to see it again, and I got all my seeds out today to prepare for a new season.
Natural adventures 
There’s always a rainbow to see if look long enough through the grey clouds.
Now is the time for communing with the soil and making fertile what has become infested with weeds and brambles.
Once you get stuck in it can be so very good for the soul, mind and body.
I used to run a gardening team many years ago and still have the only garden in my street.
Go For It 👌🏼👊🏼
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Yeah, I think I have my gardening mojo back. Time is still my enemy though.
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Well I guess we’ll either have plenty of time to get things like this done or not much at all depending how things go . . .
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Hoping for the former.
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Sorry that Spring has those sad memories, but being out and working on your allotment is a good way to forget about worries for an hour or so. 🙂
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Thanks. I think under the new restrictions I’ll be able to ‘exercise’ on the allotment.
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