Digging in the rain (545)
by Max Akroyd
If the sequence of the seasons resembles the human life span, and I think it’s sometimes uncomfortably analagous, then these last days leading to the winter solstice are like the final days of dotage. Time rambles on. Everything visible in the landscape is sparse, shrunken and drained of colour. But a superficial survey of the scene doesn’t reveal all the invisible energy laid down over the year, stored beneath the surface, poised and waiting for the light to return. It’s just an interlude before the resurgence of other, new growth.
Spurred on by lots of rain and warm spring sunshine, that new growth comes like an almost ridiculously huge, dazzling wave around here; the present, brief hiatus is the only moment when you could fool yourself into thinking that you’re in control. The unapposed nature of progress means that digging trenches on a filthy December morning is not the strange act of masochism it may appear to be. Never mind that I own the worst cagoule in the world which somehow conspires to get wetter on the inside than it gets on the outside. (Maybe I should wear it inside-out?). Never mind that I’m wet through after just a couple of hours and need a whole new set of clothes. The weeds are asleep and I intend to steal their kingdom.
The above is very true (the human life span bit). Maybe the label was sewn onto the wrong side of your cagoule!!
Today I ventured into my polytunnel as the mist lifted and found everything covered in a layer of white mould. It looks so yucky….any tips?
Sue xx
Stupid cagoule! It wasn’t even that cheap.
I’m a polytunnel virgin Sue! Kind of relying on you for answers… It sounds like a lack-of-ventilation thing, maybe?
Possibly, but if I ventilate I let in the frost…can’t really win can I?
I thought so too but my Lovely Hubby has hermatically sealed the bloody thing.
Sue xx
I was surprised to see a ‘window’ above the door section after we built our polytunnel and assumed it was an error in our construction. But it was like that in the company’s brochure and I can understand why it’s there now.
Perhaps if you put a vent up high warm damp air could get out but not too much frost would get in?