Green shoots

It’s heartening to see the tiny plump green spikes emerging from the claggy soil along my row of garlic.

Not least because I trod on the row several times. Forgetting the cloves were bursting into life below ground, and ignoring the insignificant markers I placed at either end.

There are some boot-sized gaps in the row, but the untrodden shoots are doing great and giving me a glimpse of the season to come.