Today I lifted the bucket and picked the first rhubarb of the year.
I’ve never felt as happy that spring is here as I have this week. The willow tree is unfurling it’s leaves, and the warmer weather* has dragged us outdoors more than usual, for evening walks, and morning walks, and time spent digging (W), and sitting (me) and sleeping (fb) at the allotment.
* Jaq (via text yesterday): I’m wearing sandles!
Me: Me too!
(Note: Getting the dyeing up and running again is taking longer than I hoped, and it’s something that is going to need patience – from me – to get working properly and safely. But I will get there, and there will be new stock in the shop soon. ish.)