12 February 2013

up in the air

Raspberry Red Rhubarb, West Ham Allotment, 7th February 2013
The trouble with not blogging regularly, apart from forgetting all of the things that you wanted to say, is that you start to feel guilty about it, and the more guilty you feel, the harder it is to get on with it - rather like visiting the aunts and uncles you haven't seen for far too long.  But these long, cold, grey days, well,  they rather get to you and there's nothing for it but to make an effort. So I visit the allotment to sit out in what light there is, wrapped up in a tartan blanket, and watch the birds until my feet are too cold to feel: blue tits and great tits feeding from my neighbour's table, a robin lurking around hoping for some worms, crows, magpies, pigeons, gulls, and somewhere close by the sound of a woodpecker drilling a tree, or maybe a telegraph pole.  Then I notice that the rhubarb is starting to come up, this very early raspberry red rhubarb whose name I have check up in my notebook.

I come back home with skinny leeks and cavolo nero that we eat for tea,  and enough fragile mizuna to share with a friend. It all tastes good enough to be parodied on Radio 4.  And at last, despite the cold, there is just a hint that sometime this year spring might arrive.

5 comments:

Rattling On said...

We are still under snow with solid ice everywhere. A long time to wait for my rhubarb I think!!

rachel said...

This made me miss my old allotment. But tomorrow I shall brave the mini-Somme that is the garden and see how my (scored on freecycle) rhubarb is doing.....

Marianne said...

For the first time this year, I have seen daffodils, pushing through the snow. I think we are all desperate for spring - it's been a hard, cold winter.

Josie Crafter said...

Oh wonderful! I love reading this post about the allotment in late wintertime. Your rhubarb looks fabulous. Thank you for visiting my blog and for your lovely comment. I am hoping to move the raspberries to a different part of the plot, so I hope we don't have too many suckers as you predicted ;-)

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

London sounds almost tropical !
We've got a couple of snowdrops ... but we won't be having them for tea .