We peer over the dry stone wall and catch a glimpse of 80 square metres of mud. A welcome gift after a six year wait.
Burrows around the edge have filled with rusty puddles, a sad peach tree clings onto life, its last weary leaves refusing to drop. Treading the plot is like walking on sticky waves
|First sighting November 2012|
Digging is all about balance; my two spade technique is launched. One spade dug into the ground on my left provides the rail for a white knuckled grip as I shift my weight onto my left leg, with spilt second timing my right foot hits the the second spade, if it sinks all is well, if not......
|Progress February 2013|
Long term plans, sweat and a muddy bum reaps reward. Raised beds are in, paths wide enough for my sticks and I are levelled. Sowing will start as soon as the soil warms; without an outdoor electric blanket, warm coats, fabric and fleece have to suffice.
My joy is captured in an article written for Kitchen Garden magazine; The Last Word – A Bit At A Time out now in the April 2013 issue. http://www.kitchengarden.co.uk/
A new adventure begins, with the anticipation of crops and flowers to come my steps are lighter and smiles more frequent.