Garden spade

Garden_Blade_PICT0075-webI dug the plant bed near the well today with the old garden spade. We used to eat lots of strawberries from that bed, surely we will get some more.

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It took me around three hours to dig the 12.00 x 1.20 meters plant bed, one hour yesterday, one hour this morning and one hour this afternoon. I thought doing this was more purposeful than going skiing, in spite of today’s wonderful weather which would have allowed for some off-piste in the avalanche-free mountains of the Auvergne.¬†Instead, I strengthened my back and arms completing the first stage of a plant bed renovation that will add a desirable touch to the garden here in Aurillac.

I remember the strawberries we used to eat when I was a child. We could pick enough of them from that bed to have dessert whenever we wanted in our family of four. They were the best strawberries I ever tasted, because you don’t beat sun-ripened fruit picked at noon to be eaten at 1pm in a sunny kitchen with your parents and sister. Only in UK pick-your-owns have I felt the same sort of blessing to be in a field surrounded by the singing of birds in the light breeze of a sunny June Sunday, crouching down to pick and taste a deliciously ripe, warm and juicy red strawberry that resembled a gift of Providence.

The strawberry plants have long disappeared from the garden of Aurillac but the garden spade, which I used as a child to plant carrots and potatoes, is still here. It is in a way the link between this long gone past and the near future of “Le Jardin d’Aurillac”.

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The garden blade is part of a set of simple but quite effective tools that have been in the garden of Aurillac for several generations.

 

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The plant bed is near the well indeed. I intend to repair the pump, which I have actually never seen used.

 

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Almost half way through the work, around noon today. The wall, South facing, will help strawberries become the sweetest delicacies.

 

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In the middle of the afternoon, as I was finishing the digging work, I started to hear children voices and carnival music. I just had time to take a quick photo of the parade, zooming from the plant bed. A garden with strawberries, children laughing on the high street, isn’t life beautiful in “Le Jardin d’Aurillac”?

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