august at the allotment
I’d love to say that growing vegetables has had a wonderful influence on the children, and that they happily eat anything they’ve helped to produce at the allotment. But, er, it hasn’t. We have courgettes (aka zucchini) coming out of our ears, and the children think they’re evil. The neighbours are starting to hide when they see us approaching because I keep giving them away.
(Note to self for next year: seven courgette plants is overkill for a family of six. Oops.)
What is this? Butternut squash? Mystery pumpkin type thing? I really ought to label things.
Pumpkin baby. Autumn! Hallowe’en! Pumpkin pie! Mist! Crochet blanket! (eep, crochet blanket – must get on with it)
Every time I go up there I end up grubbing about in the mud.
French beans. I was always told that they were difficult to grow, but perhaps this long, hot, dry summer is the right weather for them?
It’s been a funny old summer for vegetable growing, I think.
How are your vegetables doing?
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