Titanarum

I sneaked down the allotment just before dusk completely darkened the site. That way nothing would be too apparent and therefore upsetting. But everything was fine. Absolutely fine.

I picked a few of the autumn raspberries. Not much flavour left so late in the year but good for morale. Who needs flown in berries? And the little cabbage plants are growing away as is the purple sprouting broccoli. I’ve had to use chicken wire to keep them protected from butterfly larvae and pigeons. So far so good. No strawberries though. A few of the perpetual plants in flower but I think it’s too late to expect fruit. The bees aren’t exactly buzzing this time of year. The blueberry plants deserve a mention because their leaves have suddenly turned crimson. Amazing.

My good friend K has a plot opposite mine. I never got round to planting chard this year, or beet so I’ve been relying on hers. You only need a handful of plants to produce a steady supply of green leaves with rainbow coloured stems. She also grows soft fruit and her blackberries are out of this world for flavour, size and abundance. I pick a few. Like my raspberries they are on their last leg flavour wise but at least I’ve had some vitamin C today. I love my allotment.