Ode to autumn
Well, I’m getting there. Autumn digging is well advanced.
It’s a bad time for my morale as daylight hours progressively shrink. On the other hand, there are wonderful smells at this time of year that occur at no other.
I love being out on the allotment on a windless, warm, dank, misty autumn day. That fusty, foggy smell of mouldy leaves and damp earth is gorgeous. And unique to October/early November.
Best of all, though, is the heady aroma of rotting horse manure. I dig it and… dig it.
Yeah, baby.
Posted on 15th October 2008
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