I'm busy planning what I'll be growing in my allotment next year. I've been on an internet surfng extravaganza, gathering in all the names and images of what I would most desire. It's a lovely feeling, like I'm building up a big sparkling wish, ready to breathe it out into the world of my land. I can see it all in my mind - gourds, peas and beans winding round tripods, rainbow chard, beetroot and purple potatoes.
Also all the rainbowy flowers that I've scrounged from other allotments, along with some alpine seeds I brought back from Chatel in France. I've already sown them directly into the soil. My theory is they need the minus temperatures then the warmth of spring to stratify their seeds.
I've also sown some luscious multi petalled coral red poppy seeds that my neighbour quietly posted through the door one evening, in little envelopes decorated with sparkly flower stickers. I tried to grow them last year, and tenderly sowed them in the spring in the greenhouse. None of them germinated, so I think contrary to their overblown drama queen appearance, they must respond to rugged weather conditions too.
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