Ode to autumn

Full allotment

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.

3 Responses to “Ode to autumn”

  1. Matron Says:

    I have been attempting “no dig” gardening for a few years now. I just clear the soil and put a layer of compost on the surface and let the worms do the hard work over Winter!

  2. Cazaux's Food Factory Says:

    Nice ‘n tidy SM

    Have you got any overwintering stuff?

    I need to do some digging now but theres pockets of overwintered veg growing all over the show.

    I was on earlies yesterday so managed to pop over for a couple of hours.

    It was like the night of the long knives on my plot as I ripped up my last cucumber plant, all the marrows, corgettes, squash, pumpkins, beans and peppers and dumped them into the heap of doom.

    Have you ever grown celeriac? Not really sure what to do with mine.



  3. Lottie Wannabe Says:

    I use the no-dig method as well. The compost just disappears into the soil like magic. I wouldn’t recognise celeriac if it bit me on the nose!