ENVY, FOOLISHNESS AND TRIUMPHS
Why has it been extra hard this year at the allotment? Some of it has been my fault, I’ll grant you. Like daring to go on holiday without inspecting the sweet corn. Then discovering that they had rotted on their cobs. Damn! Then I had great hopes for my pumpkins, as previous years have been good. But no, three tiddly ones, and to rub it in the neighbours pumpkin sits there all fat and proud. Grrr!
So what can I do to console myself? Harvest my successes and arrange them dramatically on the potting bench. See now I’m happier.
I am pleased with the tomatoes, chilies, peppers, cucumbers, butternut squash and spinach. But feel rotten about the courgettes, parsnips that did not show, or carrots, or French beans, or potatoes, ugly cauliflowers, stringy mange tout and sweet peas that died a papery death.
I haven’t given up hope on the broccoli, or leeks, then onions were OK, but strawberries weren’t. It’s had its ups and downs all right. Not to mention kids vandalizing behavior, aaagh!
The glut of tomatoes have been a treasure as I’ve discovered that slow roasting them with a dash of balsamic vinegar and olive oil has resulted in splendid tomato sauce. And last but not least cosmos, you beauty! Weeks of neglect and you still carry on blooming. My lovely succulents, the wreath, all gorgeous.
Phew, there is hope after all. (Had me going just then)
It can’t have escaped your notice that pretty soon we will all be carving pumpkins. But what shall I do with such sorry specimens? Hmm, I’ve been thinking and researching and have compiled a board on pintrest. And here they are, no carving but a planters instead.