Rain, rain and more rain (retrospective)

Today I had to take refuge in the shed from a heavy shower. The rain has soaked the ground making my heavy clay a big effort. The bottoms of my boots soon become clogged and need scraping every 15 minutes or so making it a real chore.

Can you see at the bottom of the photo a tiny doll's head. It is one of the many odd things that I did up on the allotment. Bits of bottle, lots of clay pipe and buttons, but the china doll is the best "treasure" so far.

I attempted a count of the pumpkins today. It is a bit like trying to count the Rollright Stones in Long Compton. My parents used to take me there when I was a child. Folklore states that you can never accurately count them. I don't think I ever got the same tally twice.

Well I might have 6 pumpkins or there might be 7 - it is difficult to tell.