As the sun rises higher, it’s time for an explosion of floral colour

一世 have been like an unruly dog at the door, pining for the plot, and now unleashed from another isolation. Turning soil, moving seedlings, sorting a mass of packets. A welcome return to early or late Saturdays and Sundays with Howard and Rose.

The plot is pretty much ready after frantic, last-minute catching up. Topped with the last of the vintage manure, freshly hoed and watered, and sprayed with a biodynamic prep. The only intervention left now is aged comfrey, perhaps seaweed.

We have resolved this year to grow more flowers than food. A need for comforting colour. First nasturtiums then calendula. A plant mantra of memory.

Howard has tagetes germinating in his greenhouse. I have donated my last two root-trainer trays. There will be seed from Signe’s Ildkongen hoard and we’ll be growing Marigold Elevate Orange, an old-school, tall style, reminiscent of travels through India.

Jane Scotter is growing us a tray of sweet peas we might have to add to the tear pea poles due to a shortage of hazel. I will try not to sneak-sow morning glory.

There will be red and yellow sunflowers, harlequin, 也. And Painted Mountain corn. I have a new irresistible amaranth and a sack of saved orache (Atriplex hortensis), though it’s already bursting through everywhere. I love it for its spikes and deep crimson, the cascade of seed.

We will grow Gold of Bacau French beans (buttery, the best I know) and assorted edible leaves. A few styles of chard: classic white-stemmed Swiss, ruby and rainbow. There will be rocket and chervil, dill and coriander. We’ve left a scattering of herb fennel to grow for height and yellow-dusted flower.

Colour is calling at the plot as never before. A return to brightness after the dark.

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