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The pumpkin swells

Thursday 1st October 2020, 3.45pm (day 3,325)

Growing pumpkin, 1/10/20

The efforts of all those highly transient squash (or possibly pumpkin) flowers earlier in the year have resulted in precisely one pumpkin (or possibly squash) growing in house or garden.  And here it is.  Whether it will be big enough to carve faces in come the end of this fresh month — we will just have to wait and see…

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What the garden gave

Sunday 30th August 2020, 12.35pm (day 3,293)

Garden produce, 30/8/20

Apples, rhubarb, blackberries, a leek (the leeks have done magnificently this year), kale, lettuce and I think there’s a blueberry in there somewhere.  Not bad for half an hour up at the allotment. And, you know, a few months of work, mostly by Nature.

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The tree consultant

Sunday 9th August 2020, 10.15am (day 3,272)

Tree consultation, 9/8/20

The plum tree seriously needs pruning, and now is apparently the time…. this information being imparted by Peggy, fellow member of the allotment society and knowledgeable in these matters.  Expect some documentation of the subsequent surgery, at least, once we get our pruning saw.  Yes, this would be a nicer photo without the water butt, but it is what it is.

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Garden fruits

Wednesday 22nd July 2020, 4.35pm (day 3,254)

Raspberries, 22/7/20

Late July, a time of year when certain things are fated to happen.  I have time off work and do as little as I can, and the garden begins producing fruit.  Fate has done its duty with both in 2020, despite everything.

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Ripening nicely

Saturday 13th June 2020, 3.50pm (day 3,215)

Redcurrants, 13/6/20

The redcurrants are getting there. Not that we get more than about two dozen of them annually, these days.

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Joe heads for the hedge

Thursday 28th May 2020, 4.15pm (day 3,199)

Hedge strimmer, 28/5/20

What are we losing at the moment? There is no sport that is meaningful (meaning, played in front of spectators). I’m assuming that very little music is being performed or created; if it is, it’s not happening round me. Maybe some great novels are being born in all this crap but we won’t be seeing them for a while. There is only this endless banality, and if my blog is itself banal under lockdown, that’s the way of it. But the hedge on the allotment still needed strimming, and that’s Joe’s job.

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Plumlets

Thursday 14th May 2020, 5.25pm (day 3,185)

Plumlets, 14/5/20

The plum tree in the garden is warming up for one of its summers of abundance. It has hundreds of these little plumlets happily soaking up the sunshine. If you want fresh plums, come see us in August. Hell, you might even be able to travel by then.

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Plum blossom

Wednesday 8th April 2020, 3.20pm (day 3,149)

Plum blossom, 8/4/20

One thing to be thankful for at the moment is that we have a garden, and now, the fact that it is a few minutes’ walk from the house is a boon rather than a burden. The plum tree has blossomed well: maybe this will be one of its glut years.

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Stuck inside

Tuesday 7th April 2020, 1.20pm (day 3,148)

New kale, 7/4/20

The media narrative is that however safely we behave, we are not to be allowed outdoors. Like this new sprig of kale we are condemned to watch spring unfold outside, from behind glass. On the other hand this plant is probably more likely than us to get out before May: assuming we are permitted to take it up to the garden and transplant it, anyway.

I’m trying on here not to sound too bitter, but it’s not easy. These are bad times. If anyone in the future feels like looking back on this last month (and the month, at least, which is surely to come) with any kind of nostalgia or wistfulness then they will deserve all the contempt they receive.

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The garden must go on

Sunday 22nd March 2020, 2.10pm (day 3,132)

Planting potatoes, 22/3/20

The Greatest Media Panic of All Time does not change the turn of the seasons, at least, not yet. it was time for the little potato people to get into the ground today, where (if past experience is any guide) they will stay in a kind of stasis until this time next year, when we will hopefully dig up about the same number and volume of potatoes to eat. If we get to the other side of this rupture, anyway. Here, Clare and Joe do the work, while I laze in the sun and document it.

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