A glorious day

My plan is made: Tomorrow is a soil day. It’s an earth day and a compost day. It’s a dig it, rake it, scrape it day. It’s a wind on ya face and mud on yer boots day. It’s a bugger everything else day. It’s a pick the small plastic toys out of the grass day. It’s a wash day but I can build a bonfire. It’s a not going in day.

(But if you come at four there will be tea and cake served with muddy hands. Thank goodness it’s Friday).