Strawberry bed is under control. It did not receive necessary attention last summer, so it was thinned-with-a-vengeance in the last couple of weeks. Soil somewhat loosened, without threatening the roots of remaining plants. A couple inches of compost applied. I have Good Intentions (TM) of treating the bed properly after the plants bear this year.
Last year's dead vines have been burned to a small pile of ash. That was no simple feat, but it has been accomplished.
Gary cleaned out the dead asparagus leftover from last year. I really should get out there and till a bit, before the new growth begins to pop up. It's weedy.
A bunch of last year's leaves have been piled deep on one of the raised beds, with potatoes planted [today] in those nice loose leaves. I've been seeing good results in both growth and harvesting when the potatoes aren't buried in dirt. I topped the humongous pile of leaves with some of that lovely old compost, partly to encourage the leaves to compost down, but mostly to keep the leaves from blowing away.
I took some of that spare compost and filled in the big hole by my clothesline. After septic-line repairs last fall, the soil has settled badly. I planted a bit of grass seed there. And I laughed at the oddball spots the tulips are popping up after last fall's visit from the backhoe and the whole dirt-rearrangement scheme.
Lots of pruning to do -- fruit trees, berries, grapes.
Still need to get a bed ready for lettuces.
Lots more outdoor work awaits, but I'm trying to prioritize tasks and to limit how much I allow myself to do. Can't overtire because of the repercussions to health.