Today dawned grey and misty. We donned old clothes and, with bags and forks, joined others from the Hardy Plant Society at a local stables. As the sun began to break through the clouds a crowd of us dug into a black mountain and worked to shovel sweet well rotted horse manure into bags. I have to confess my main role was holding the bags open, but it felt as though we were digging for treasure, and indeed the contents of those bags is “worth its weight in gold” for our vegetable garden.
By the time we were home the sun was warming the summer house, and for the first time this year I sat outside to eat my lunch. Others too were enjoying warmth and food – a carpet of crocuses, opening their faces to the sun, was hosting dozens of bees to a banquet of nectar.
Needing an excuse to sit in the sun, I decided to do some sketches for an online Art Journaling course I am doing with Jane Lafazio. Not much colour in the garden pots yet, but I had fun, made a Journal page and replenished my depleted store of Vitamin D at the same time.