I know, because I’m a few inches taller from the rain, or shorter if I’ve shrunk (I’ve not measured myself).

I ache in places I never remember exist in Winter.

I’ve needed an industrial shower to rediscover my skin.

It’s allotment prepping time!!!

7 plots weeded and turned over = 7 plots DOWN! = 7 more to go…

Then planting…

Maintaining…

Maintaining…

Maintaining…

And then one day, about a month after I can’t handle anymore weeding, it’s harvest time!

Got warm summer evenings of pottering and watering ahead…

Got damn knotweed to cast into hell…

Got stones enough to build me a house…

I wonder what I’ll kill this year…

Hopefully, not the carrots because they’re my favourite.