I love a beautiful flower garden and I love a productive vegetable garden but my fingers are not as green as I would like them to be. Or more to the point I don’t have as much time as it needs (though that will be changing soon). Consequently when I ventured out to do the first clear up of the year there was a lot more to do than I had anticipated. I went out at 8.30 and finally came inside for lunch at 2.30 and I felt brilliant. I was excited about the year ahead and all the possibilities, I fantasised about abundant bounty from the vegetable garden and I ached. I ached a lot, I ached more than I thought was possible. The next morning I was like a shriveled gnome, it took me several minutes to uncoil myself when I got out of bed. But I still felt brilliant and I still feel brilliant today when I look out at the tidied garden and the beds waiting with their compost (courtesy of the ducks and chickens) for the arrival of this year’s vegetable plants.
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