STORIES FROM THE ALLOTMENT

I used to dream of growing my own plants and having a plot of land for a small permaculture garden. I have got plenty of books on veggies, fruits and herbs. I observe tons of Youtube or Instagram creators with #gardening hashtag. I spend time organising my Pintrest boards on green and flowery stuff. In theory, I have had it all. So, you need to understand that it basically hit me like a ton of bricks when I realised that my long-lasting dream of being a keen gardener has nothing dreamy about it. 

This year, I came into possession of a small allotment. Well, I say small, because it's not particularly big in square meters but if I were to comment on the amount of work it needed, needs and will be needing I could risk saying it's enormous! ​

​The very first problem I encountered was how to distinguish flowers from weeds. And I must confess I'm guilty of quite a few crimes on perfectly healthy and beautiful plants.  Now I begin to understand that gardening needs time. You cannot be hot-headed, impulsive or impatient. You need to learn how to let it go, how to give time and how to nurture what's good. This is so not me- I want effects and I want them now! But I know that there are no shortcuts with nature. It's a very painful truth that I need to come to terms with.

​However, every cloud has a silver lining. And even though, I don't think I should be taking any credit for that now I am able to reap some sweet rewards of the summer in full bloom. I'm not too sure what the future holds for me in this area, though. It might be that I will quit the whole gardening idea. But ... not this season
This season I will document my progress, share my joys and failures on my tiny plot. Stay tuned!