Since coming back from our holiday when I’ve been free to garden it’s been raining and when I’m not free it’s dry! So I’ve had to resign myself to occasional allotment dashes between rain showers to lift and pick vegetables and fruit.
Sadly the thorough soaking of the soil has come too late for the spuds and while it’s easier to lift them now the yield has been disappointing on the whole. Bottom of the class were the Sarpo Mira main crop potatoes. Just this small handful from 3 plants.
Disappointingly small doesn’t really cut it as a description. Cherry tomato size? No not even that big! The largest is just about worthy of being called a spud.
At the other extreme the red varieties of potato have fared better with my old favourite Robinta coming up trumps again. Jacket potato anyone?
I’ve cleared my onion beds and gathered together a very sad and sorry collection of bulbs. I went a bit dibber happy when planting sets in the Spring and pushed them too far into the ground in my haste to replace my failed overwintering onions. Only 6 out of 100 sets survived the snow or slugs or mice depending on whose theory you listen to.
I’ve collected a couple of poppy heads from the gorgeous lilac multi-petalled poppies and I’m looking forward to next year when I shall cast them to the wind and see what happens! This I hope