Yesterday my friend Marcus tilled down at the glassworks, where I will be growing cut flowers.

It was a really pretty morning, warm and clear – we’ve had a true spring this year on the island, daffodils and all, which is so glorious after the washout of 2009.

The soil there is gorgeous, dark and loamy, smells just right. I’ll have to make a pass or two more with the little bcs to break up the clumps, and then the bachelor buttons are ready to go in, soon to bloom in electric blue.

Fortunately, in a first year plot, I don’t have to contend with to many of these.

The sod keeps sprouting anew, even after two rounds with the tiller, but there are worse things. Such as pigweed. And mugwort. And nutgrass.

Over those, I’ll pick out clumps of sod any day of the week.