Lines and rows and whatnot

4 hours of planting and sowing. Darap wasn't kidding when he said we should kiss goodbye to free time. We're about halfway through the enormous plot. All the strawberries and lettuces and peas and beetroots and carrots and who knows what else in the ground. Potatoes still busy shitting.

What a lovely way to spend a slightly chilly spring day. Our plot is right by a path through the forest, and everyone who passes by stops for a brief chat. We've spoken to more strangers in the past 3 weeks than in the past 3 years. I have to say that I kind of like it.

All the fences are to save the crops from pesky deer.