Back from a week in France (lovely) to spring weather and a satisfying line full of washing. Then tempted out to dig the vegetable garden. Then wake to a covering of snow, dazzling the eyes, in brilliant sunshine. A day of wintry showers and gorgeous sun. I am inspired to take a duster around the house (chasing spiders away) and then nurse veg plot diggers’ bad back with a cup of te and a slice of cake.
I have read three books this week – and tried to get some order back into my life. You have to be fit to face up to the challenge of April in England. May is not far behind and if you don’t conquer the garden this month the battle is lost. (Dem weeds, dem weeds, dem growin’ weeds – hear the gardeners’ cry!)
Definitions: Plants: things that you buy in a garden centre, in pots, costing an arm and a leg.
Weeds: things that thrive in the garden.
Plants (again): things that don’t thrive in the garden.
Rabbits: things that eat any of the plants that look like thriving in the garden.
Slugs and snails: things that get any of the things the rabbits don’t (except the weeds)
Bad back: something you get every time you do anything in the garden – because each task uses a different set of muscles.
Neighbours: people who see you in the garden and so decide to talk to you – usually to tell you that you won’t succeed with the project you are engaged in because this is the wrong kind of soil.
Soil: the wrong stuff.
Mud: what your husband brings into the house.
Virtue: having struggled with the gardening, in an icy wind, for two hours when you would much rather be inside reading a book.
It’s lovely to be home!