A journey of weekends

A delayed weekend sieving soil

As it sounds, Shaun and I sieved soil over the weekend.  We got soil.  We put said soil in a sieve.  We sieved it.  We then spread the freshly sieved soil out nice over the plot with a rake.  We repeated.  But we hadn’t totally lost the plot.  We can restone Southsea beach with the […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend making up for last

Last weekend’s post (deleted) touched vaguely upon the thought that one’s worth seems determined by one’s last act.  Following on from that, there are limits to where understanding can lead before it becomes what is received. But since this weekend has ended much better than the week it closed, I’m not going to dwell on […]

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This me I be

The need to achieve, a success

Today, I needed to achieve something a little more substantial than applying for jobs that I’m not going to get. In this aim, I was highly successful. Before: After: It took me an hour to reclaim the patio. The knotweed was a weaved mat — I’m dreading the rest of the allotment. I’ve already warned […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend a foot shorter than the tallest nettle

This year, a lot due to Shaun’s shoulder, this covid way of life, and a little because of I-can’t-be-arsed-itus, the allotment has had the attention it’s been used to. Nothing’s been planted. We’ve hardly been to see it. With restrictions lifting, his shoulder mended, and motivation restored, we went to the allotment! And my gosh, […]

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