Garden marra.
If someone had told the 17 year old me, that at 45 I would start growing stuff and go on for the next 15 years to become a really keen gardener, I would have told them they were f***ing nuts

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I hated it.
Then my Mrs asked me to sow some Wallflowers and Sweet Williams for Spring bedding plants.
Did them from seed. Pricked them out, grew them on, and when she planted them and they flowered I was f***ing hooked.
Now converted some garden in to 3 veg patches and got a 8 x10 greenhouse, and I absolutely love it all.
Just grow stuff she loves, and some stuff like corn, peppers and tomatoes that I like, but mostly loads of stuff she likes.
It has also made me notice wild stuff growing around us like Snowdrops coming through now, bulbs starting to poke through, and helps me look forward, through shitty winter months like we are getting now.
I just love it.
Sounds daft, I know, but I will never stop now.