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I’m digging again
while flitting sparrows twitter
orange tips flutter
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by Scooj
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Tag: Allotment
Clay
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Claggy when too wet
sets to concrete in the dry
blooming Bristol clay.
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by Scooj
Digging my allotment is a trial. The soil is clay based and no matter how much organic matter I chuck in, the clay seems to rise to the surface. When it is wet it is impossible to dig, everything sticks to everything. When it is dry, it becomes so hard that pushing a spade into it causes a jarring sensation and breaking the lumps is serious hard labour. Perhaps I should move.
Connection
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Thick heavy clay sods
difficult to dig, I hear
a green woodpecker
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by Scooj
Return to the allotment
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The onions are in
for a few joyful moments
life is suspended
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by Scooj
Collared earthstar
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Autumn’s darling child
beneficiary of death
borne out of decay
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by Scooj
Harvest
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Tromboncino squash
a somewhat meagre return
plot 18, bed 3
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by Scooj
Carrots
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Every last one gone
scythed down by my enemy
no carrots this year
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by Scooj
Almost there
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In a few days time
nature’s generous gift shop
opens for business
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by Scooj
Pot bound
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Those extra seedlings
in waiting and unplanted
forlorn also rans
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by Scooj
Produce
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An old friend once said
you get out what you put in
which kind of makes sense
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by Scooj
