I’m about to enter the abyss – the catacomb from which there may be no return. Don't fear for me I've been here many times before.
My window sills are being cleared from the clutter of modern life
My windows will be cleaned carefully to allow all the light though
My life will be devoid of pictures of sweet children, no lamps, candles, books and all ‘the vestiges of family life’ none of this will now be beside the panes of glass in my house.
My household trays, recycled tubs are ready to house the troops
My pencil is sharp
My sleeves are up
My window sills will soon be held prisoner
My propagation-apron washed and ready for action
My labels and pencils are in the pockets of my apron (as we all know from experience – we NEVER remember what we’ve sown unless we label it)
My jiffy 7’s have been ordered, they await saturation and pre-selection for their forthcoming mission
My compost is ready for potting up, trays are ready, pots are primed
My first packet is open................
No window sill will be free from my evil clutches, it is time………pandora's box has been opened! Let the season begin...............
I am the germinator!