The first swifts have skimmed overhead, the garden is full of the song of wren and blackcap and the air is thick with the scent of cherryblossom and narcissi. The bad news is that the newly-cleared areas of the garden are thick with willowherb seedlings and goosegrass. The good news is that the patio is full of lemon balm and marjoram and there's every reason to expect a summer full of soft fruits.
I've planted up the first of this year's hanging baskets.
At five o'clock this evening the sky turned black, the wind got up and it's become very cold.
Happy bank holiday weekend everyone!
Friday the 13th
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Bet we have a better crop of ground elder than you do;)
I'm reading this to the accompaniment of torrential rain and a scaffolding alarm, which it being the bank holiday, may continue to beep until Tuesday. Not great.
You've planted up hanging baskets already? I was waiting a while - I've cultivated some Thunbergia and trailing Lobelia for them - in case of late frost.
Nothing says Bank Holiday better than an ice cream and an anorak as you stroll along a lonely deserted pier.
Pat: touch wood, I don't have that problem (yet!)
Gaw: ooh... you've got my sympathy, mate.
Gadjo: the first, mind you, only the first.
Jimmy: a neat evocation. I want an ice cream now...
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