Sure enough soon after arriving at the plot, whilst hoeing my leeks I get a call of greeting from the allotment cat. We converse in cat language, much to the amusement of the other plot holders as she trots up the track towards me, obviously happy and eager to see me. She allows me to pick her up and instantly bursts into loud purring as I carry her down my allotment whilst whispering sweet nothings to her whilst giving her ears a rub. She waits while we get her supper out, says thank you and then resumed her travels around the plots. I’ve decided to call her Sunshine, because that’s what she brings to me at the moment, my little ray of Sunshine in my at the moment darkened world.
The clouds were magnificent today, they almost made me want to climb a hill to take stock photographs. Instead I just gazed at them lovingly.
Hubby dug out all the potato’s, a nice crop that should keep us going for a while.
I stripped back all of the surplus leafs in the greenhouse, the greenhouse had become much too humid and the fear of blight in my tomatoes is a very real danger. Greenhouses should be as dry as possible at this time of year and well ventilated. The humidity immediately dropped, let’s hope the toms survive their severe cutting.
They do look better for it though, fingers crossed.
And produce to go home with. A few courgettes and toms, another cucumber, we had two, gave one to a next door plot holders, some rainbow chard, runner and French beans and a few broad beans. It’s lovely at the allotment at the moment, there is so much to choose from, I’ve been making chutneys and pickles most evenings.