This is the first day this year we’ve ventured to the allotment. It’s always the worst day – it’s more about cleaning up from winter than gardening. But it was still satisfying. We managed to prune, compost, and put down plenty of woodchips for the path. That in itself made a huge psychological difference.
So nothing growing yet, but it’s ready to go. And I’d forgotten just how good and real the aches actually feel.