Veg.

It's a cold wet day, best suited to sitting by a well-stocked log fire and having a leisurely read through the papers or starting on one of the Christmas books.  The various seed and plant firms are bombarding me with emails tempting me to purchase their goods. I would love to be swinging into action in the garden but it's far too early in the year to be doing much. We are still cropping plenty of vegetables; sprouts, leeks, chard, spinach, turnip and swede, but it's not much fun squelching about in the sodden soil to harvest them. To eat with our haggis we had the traditional mashed 'neeps 'n tatties,'  homegrown. (Turnips and potatoes to you sassenachs.)
I sowed swede and turnip seed in the autumn after clearing one of the veg beds of a summer crop at the suggestion of Monty Don on a gardening programme. I thought that it might be too late in the season to have much success, but worth trying as otherwise the ground would just lie idle.

I'm pleased with the results, a good crop of both. Something has had a nibble at the swedes, but without inflicting too much damage, as you can see. 

There's plenty of seed left in each packet to plant again this autumn. Now doesn't that gladden the heart of someone who has a combination of Scottish and Yorkshire blood in her veins!