Peas and Poetry

A fascinating blog post

Promenade Plantings

Summer is picking peas straight from the pod, that fresh sweet zing of green. Spring is preparing the ground and sowing and planting – waiting, watching, hoping.

I was taking a look at Vita Sackville-West‘s poems The Land and The Garden the other day as I was wondering what to do with my garden and the blog, ruminating on which way to go and how to get there. She gardened at Sissinghurst, a mere 20 miles from me, her references to Spring, written in 1926 have a ring of truth to me today in 2012.

Vita Sackville-West – The Land

An excerpt

Spring –

There’s no beginning to the farmer’s year,

Only recurrent patterns on a scroll

Unwinding; only use in step with need,

Sharp on the minute when the minute’s come;

A watching, waiting thole,

A reckoning by rule of thumb.



Therefore let no man say, “peas shall be sown


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