by John Yeo

Autumn winds blowing from the north.
The day dawns, cold with thick gray cloud 
Just becoming visible,
I leave the house at first light.
A solitary bird greets me as I arrive
Flying off with a cry of alarm.
I pick up my spade and begin to dig
Turning the clods of earth over.
I take a break to gather some crops
Leeks, Cabbage, Kale and Carrots.
A productive autumn bounty. 
I continue to dig and turn the soil.
Rooks and Magpies are calling loudly.
The swirling wind scatters leaves around.
As my spade works, earthworms appear
Surfacing from the depths of the ground.
My mind drifts with the swirling leaves.
‘How can you photograph the wind?
You can’t!’ I answer the question.
‘You can only photograph the wind’s breath.
To watch a large Gull, gliding on the wind stream,
Lazily floating across the turbulent sky.
To see the distinctive plumage of a Jay
Frantically seeking cover from leafless trees.
This is the allotment on an autumn morn
Fresh air provided by a restless wind
Close to nature in the awakening dawn.
Exercise aplenty as I wield the spade.
Fresh organic vegetables to harvest.
Nurturing produce from the tiniest seed.
Meeting up with fellow gardeners.
A satisfactory activity to the thinking man.

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Musing on Gardening

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by  John Yeo

    Underneath my Loganberry bushes on the allotment is a very fertile world of spring bulbs about to begin the cycle of the seasons. Already Snowdrops are in flower and looking fabulous, as they feed on the luxurious food that I have deposited to encourage the Loganberry bushes to produce a bumper crop of delicious succulent berries. There are some very healthy looking Hyacinth bulbs about to burst out into glorious flowers. Tulips are springing up already, the distinctive green pointed leaves are pushing through the soil, promising some glorious showy Angelique pink blooms. Tiny dwarf yellow daffodils are hungrily soaking up the nourishment in the soil and revelling in the glorious occasional  early Spring sunshine. This will be a very ephemeral display of Springtime beauty, as the leaves on the Loganberry bushes will quickly shade out this tiny area. Then the hardy and prolific blue flowers of the Forget-me-nots will be everywhere, these are always a guaranteed show and they flower for ages, then self-seed for another picturesque display the following year.


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   Following on with some more steps for the realisation of my dream of a garden full of double Petunia blooms, I purchased Petunia seeds, a window-sill incubator, and some special compost, yesterday.

     I filled the tray with some of the soil and damped it down with water. I opened the seed packet to find the incredibly tiny seeds in a glass tube. I knew these would be small seeds from my past experience of cultivating Petunia plants, but these were almost invisible. This called for drastic action and some rapid improvisation. We have a magnifying glass attached to a lamp, that Margaret uses for her sewing and embroidery. I commandeered this and with the help of a clean saucer and some tweezers, I managed to sow the contents of the packet on the top of the damp compost. The sowing instructions recommended that they should not be covered up, I agree with this as the problem would be finding them again.

   I intend to nurture these little babies and pot them on to the culmination of my colourful dream of a glorious display

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