With the sun finally out it was good to get back on the allotments today, it was good to have company in the shape of my son Blake and Mr A and Mr W from Chaucer school on the neighbouring plot. We spent time doing some weeding, planting some more onions and broad beans, and putting in the strawberries that our friends Harry and Wendy brought over at the weekend.
Sadly it looks like the frost over the weekend has killed off the early shoots from my potatoes – so it’s a good job I’ve got some more already chitting at home to be put in over this next week or so.
Blake being the talkative type that he is we also spent a lot of time chatting – to each other and to our neighbours. In fact Blake spent a lot more time talking than he did digging – but it left me thinking that that’s all part of the joy of allotment life.The fact that we all need to find places where we can be together and learn about and from each other, as well as places where we can be quiet and alone with our own thoughts and feelings. At different times our allotment plots can offer both of these spaces and perhaps that’s one of the things that makes them so special.
Discovering that there is a time and a place for all things is something that the author of Ecclesiastes was also aware of: “There is a right time for everything, and everything on earth will happen at the right time. ….There is a time to plant and a time to pull up plants…. So I saw that the best thing people can do is to enjoy what they do…” Ecclesiastes 3 . 1-2 and 22