I've dug the beds and spread the compost,
I even sorted my seeds,
but then a curious apathy set in and apart from
photographing the Victoria plum
which is doing very well without any help from me,
I have done nothing.
By now I should be busy filling pots, trays, root trainers
and gutters with seeds.
Maybe tomorrow will be the day.
But I'm not very hopeful.
I see the foxes have gone to ground.
Maybe it is the prospect of half a dozen little cubs
making merry in the vegetable plot
that is putting me off.