Allotment Days on hold

Buttercups & Dandelions Rhubarb, Raspberries too Leeks, Lilies, Lavender Tending I loved to do Allotment days, they were a joy The soil between my fingers Sweet perfume, of sun warmed herbs Lingers, lingers, lingers For now my trowel is down though Allotment goodbye you Time to move to somewhere else Pastures new, pastures new! It was getting rather weedy The no dig way too hard So I’m off to plant in great big pots In the comfort of my wee yard

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Rico Leffanta

Date: 1/15/2022 10:54:00 AM

And you think you will find better gardening opportunities in Scotland? If you are going to move, try New Zealand! Aloha!

Angela Tune
Date: 1/15/2022 2:10:00 PM

I’m sure I will find a way, already had success with growing at my daughters in Bettyhill, you’ll be surprised, it’s warmer there than here in Liverpool at the moment strangely enough, so yes I will be perfectly fine Thankyou Rico!!

L MILTON HANKINS

Date: 1/15/2022 8:30:00 AM

I liked the poem, Angela, but I must admit that I'm not familiar with the "allotment" you alluded to.

Angela Tune
Date: 1/15/2022 8:37:00 AM

Thanks Milton, yes it’s called. Allotment Days, should be easy to find in my poems x Angie