This afternoon it really felt like spring here in Bristol, so after Rufus' swimming we took at trip up to the allotment to plant the garlic.
We rubbed the papery cases of the bulbs revealing plump pink and white garlic cloves.
Rufus helped me to dig the trenches then plant the cloves pointy end up.
We had the whole site to ourselves only the sound of the birds and the distant hum of traffic.
At this time of year the sun barely comes over the hill so our plot is always in shadow. But by high summer these little cloves would have swollen and divided in large bulbs ready for harvest. I cannot wait!
I love it there.
p.s. Em, I did it! Well I said I was gonna do it and I have (the relief !), I feel so much better.
Labels: 2012, allotment, garlic