I have gardening withdrawal symptoms. The water table has been so high that we’ve not been able to do much work on the allotment since November, and the recent rains have left us flooded for the third time. In fact, we’ve been flooded for so long that the water is growing algae!
Our greenhouse was quite badly damaged by storm Ciara, but storm Dennis rang its death knell. We’ll salvage what we can and try to cobble something together from the remains.
We’ve learned a valuable lesson from this, and that’s to build raised beds.
We took on this plot knowing that it could flood, but after a couple of dry years we became complacent. The rest of the allotment site is on higher ground, so we get to watch other plot holders merrily tending to their plants whilst we paddle around checking for casualties.
The honesty really isn’t happy with the current state of affairs, and the slugs are rampaging through the hyacinths:
But on the whole, I’m surprised by how well everything else is coping. Our hellebore has never looked so healthy, even though it’s standing in water:
The crocuses have their heads above water (for the most part):
And the primulas are loving the extended pond and bog garden:
I’ve seen footage on the news of flooding in other parts of the country and I think we’ve got off lightly all things considered. I hope, wherever you are, that your feet are dry and your plants are happy.