Bright blue sky and sunshine greeted me as I flung open the curtains on Boxing Day morning. The park opposite my house was quite busy with families and people taking their time as they walked and enjoyed the good weather. Many a new bike could be seen with children falling off them left-right-and-centre.
I visited my raised bed allotment where Rusty greeted me with a Christmas carol on his lips – The First Meow. Once food had been served for him and tea drunk by myself I felt the itch to start some gentle weeding.
Some of the raised beds needed a going over so on it was on with the gloves and after ten minutes finding the trowel I switched on the radio and quickly becoming lost in my own thoughts. Within a few hours all the beds were clean from weeds.
Only one other plot holder was on site so once our work was complete we met up in the communal shed to exchange Christmas greetings over a mug of pipping hot Yorkshire tea, ok, maybe a biscuit or two as well, it is Christmas 😉
Boxing Day is traditionally when onion seeds are sown if you want to exhibit in late Summer. Am not sure if this tradition is to give the onions a long period of time to grow or just an excuse for the male of the house, traditionally they were the gardener, to escape the family and retreat into his shed for some peace and quiet.
Over the coming days I’ll spend my quite time planning where the crops will be planted in the new growing seasons.