Berries

I went up to the allotment in order to take possession of the six bags of seaweed compost that we'd ordered. I spread the contents of one of them on the asparagus bed; it looked like lovely stuff and even had a whiff of the shoreline about it - although perhaps something decaying on the shoreline.

There's a heavy crop of berries on the holly tree in the allotment road - can't remember what that signifies. A cold winter, perhaps?