Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Spring at the Allotment (Encore)
Thu, 03 Apr 2025
Originally Aired: April 22, 2019 (Season 3, Episode 7) Our story tonight is called Spring at the Allotment, and it’s a story about setting up a garden of herbs and vegetables with a friend. It’s also about a picnic basket full of sandwiches, turning over the soil with your hands, and the pleasure of sewing seeds in neat rows on a bright sunny day. Go to cymbiotika.com/nothingmuch for 20% off your order + free shipping. Visit our partner page to learn about the products featured in our ads. NMH merch, autographed books, and more! Subscribe for ad-free, bonus, and extra long episodes now, as well as ad-free and early episodes of Stories from the Village of Nothing Much! Search for the NMH Premium channel on Apple Podcasts or follow this link. Listen to our daytime show, Stories from the Village of Nothing Much, on your favorite podcast app. Join us tomorrow morning for a meditation.
Chapter 1: What is the theme of 'Spring at the Allotment'?
Our story tonight is called Spring at the Allotment, and it's a story about setting up a garden of herbs and vegetables with a friend. It's also about a picnic basket full of sandwiches, turning over the soil with your hands, and the pleasure of sowing seeds in neat rows on a bright, sunny day. Something I have gotten so much better at in the last few years is taking care of my body.
Chapter 2: How is self-care integrated into gardening?
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Now, it's time to switch off the light and set aside anything you've been looking at. We're getting ready to sleep, so settle yourself into the most comfortable position you can find. Draw the comforter up over your shoulder and feel the softness of the sheets at your skin. Sometimes it even helps to simply say to yourself, I'm about to fall asleep and I'll sleep deeply all night.
Now take a slow breath in through your nose and sigh out of your mouth. Let's do one more. In and out.
Good. Spring at the allotment. When I'd first seen the flyer, snow was still on the ground.
I'd been coming out of my neighborhood market, a bag of groceries in my arms, and seen it pinned to a bulletin board. Community Garden.
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Chapter 3: How do you prepare for starting a community garden?
Plots available. It was decorated with someone's hand-drawn flowers and baskets of vegetables.
I stood for a bit, booted, mittened, zipped into my heavy coat, and wrapped in scarves and hat, and dreamed about green things and blue skies. I'd reached out with my clumsy mitten and pulled off a scrap from the flyer with a phone number and fumbled it into my pocket.
A few days later, when a friend was sitting at my kitchen table for a cup of coffee, I'd pulled it out, and we'd made a plan.
We, each of us, had a few hand-me-down garden tools, and just a little bit of experience. But we also had a deep yen for becoming successful gardeners.
and we figured our zeal would fill in the gaps of our knowledge. We divvied up the work. She'd go to the library and get us a few books on what was best to grow in this part of the world.
And I'd have a long talk with my green-thumbed grandfather and borrow his almanac and seed catalogs.
We'd both root around for gloves and rakes, spades and shears and loppers.
Soon we had a stack of books, with torn-out magazine articles folded into the pages, charts of what was going where and when, and a dusty basket of the tools we'd need to make it happen.
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Chapter 4: What are the steps to planning and planting a garden?
We had mud boots and packets of seeds and a clear, sunny Saturday to begin our garden. We planned to meet at the allotment in the mid-morning and start to turn over the soil.
The day was bright and warming, and stepping out of the car I could smell the clean scent of freshly tilled earth. We found our plot, sketched out in the soil with stakes and string, shook hands with the neighbors, tucked our hair into bandanas, and got to work. The soil was tilled and soft, but still needed to be evened out, and we broke up clumps of dirt with hands and hoes.
We consulted our charts and walked off the sections.
Here we'd plant the herbs, basil and oregano, lavender and rosemary, sage and thyme. Here we'd plant runner beans and green beans.
Here, rows of lettuce. Here, tomato plants. In the back row, we'd have a line of sweet corn, a section of zucchini, a few broccoli plants, cabbage, cucumbers, and a small section of potatoes.
We weren't sure about the potatoes. They seemed tricky.
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Chapter 5: Why is gardening considered an act of faith?
But we'd done our reading and had a container of cut seed potatoes ready to go in. Growing anything, I supposed, was a gamble, an act of faith that rain would come, that sun would shine, that the natural processes buried in the cells of our seeds and seedlings would activate and pollinate. It seemed worth the gamble, meriting the faith to try
So we dug trenches, spaced our seeds and plants, and carefully padded the earth down around them.
By the time the sun was high above us, we'd shed our jackets and our faces were smudged with dirt.
I stood to stretch my back and saw my friend, her hands on her hips, looking out at the work we'd done. Ready for a break, I called out. Yes, please, she said, stepping carefully through the rows to wash her hands at the spigot.
I'd packed us a basket for lunch, and we'd carried it over to the picnic table and opened it up. I had a thermos of earl grey tea, still hot and a little sweet,
I'd made a mess of sandwiches, thick slices of sourdough, spread with mustard, and a tasty mix I'd made of mashed garbanzos, soft avocado, diced cucumbers and pickles, tahini, a bit of dill and lemon and plenty of salt and pepper.
I'd layered it onto the bread with sprouts and tomato slices and wrapped them in tea towels.
I had a few apples for us and a whole batch of my date bars, topped with a cardamom crumble, tucked in wax paper in an old cookie tin.
It was more than we could eat, but I'd planned to use the extra to make some friends. In fact, a few minutes after we spread out the lunch, the family from the next plot over sat down to share our table. They unpacked their own basket, and we chatted about our seeds as we ate.
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