I first introduced you to the allotment in July's post entitled "In The Beginning".
The plot then was littered with stubborn weeds, rubble and old carpets (of which were home to a multitude of mice).
After many months of clearing debris; hard digging; assembling picket fences and gates; creating terraced beds and paths with old railway sleepers and scaffolding planks; upcycling a shed and establishing a greenhouse, not to mention plenty of sowing, planting and weeding; the allotment has been transformed from the former neglected rubbish strewn wasteland that it was into the embodiment of the vision that I had when I first viewed the plot.
Now, approaching the plot from Sweet Pea Lane, old-fashioned scented Sweet Pea can be found scrambling over the picket fence,
while a profusion of jewel-like Nasturtiums line the boundary of the allotment at the bottom of the fence.
Deep pink, purple and red Poppies & Sweet Pea sway and dance behind the picket fence.
Viewed from the lane, Nasturtiums and Poppies surround the fence at the top of the steep slope; whilst the roof of the greenhouse catches the suns rays, and aged trees form a lush green backdrop.
Over the allotment fence beautiful Poppies with glimpses of Bergamot and Fennel behind.
Once through the gate turning to the left are Teasels, Poppies & Fennel jostling together behind the silver foliage & pink flowers of the Lychnis.
In the herb beds Fennel fronds brush against the Bergamot & Lemon Balm with Marjoram, Tarragon & Chives to the fore.
Viewed from below the herb beds a tangle of Poppies can be seen behind the Fennel.
Standing at the gate looking straight ahead, as the sunlight shimmers through the trees, vivid pink creeping thyme tumbles over the railway sleepers edging the path leading from the top to the shed at the bottom of the plot.
Where there were once weeds are now Lettuces, Broad Beans, Peas, Runner Beans, Rhubarb and Raspberries
A Teasel stands majestically alongside the thornless Blackberries.
Halfway down the plot, Peas clamber up the twiggy pea sticks and in the greenhouse are Tomatoes, Basil, Peppers and a Grapevine.
Sweet Corn and yellow Sunflowers raise their heads upwards towards the sun and orange Calendula spills over onto the path leading to the greenhouse.
At the bottom Bees buzz busily amongst the Borage
Sweet Pea and Borage along the picket fence frames the duck egg blue painted shed.
In the beginning I conjured up visions of winding paths, fruit trees, delicious peas scrambling through twiggy pea sticks, fragrant herb beds, old-fashioned roses and sweet pea clambering over picket fences. I think that what has been achieved so far has definitely come close!
What do you think?