It’s easy to overlook a plant in decline. I’ll photograph this once a month, to savour the importance of seeing beauty after the first flush of youth and maturity.
While checking my three weather apps, I noticed that sunrise would be at 5:16am, so I got up just a bit earlier to get a photograph for the start of summer.
Sunday might last, and on Thursday I was on slug patrol. It’s like trying to keep the tide out. If I was spotted, with torch in one hand and scissors in the other, many questions about my sanity and my extreme bad taste would arise.
This week there’s beer and changed plans (not connected), frost and fun. Grab a coffee, put on your glasses and be open to a bit of mild garden fun.
I’ve been kept busy caring for my seedlings and I’ve a path worn from the propagator in the utility room to the glasshouse. It was also a week for some good cycling, albeit in circles within my 5km zone.
It’s been a mixed-up week. There were several beautiful days of spring sunshine, perfect for spending time in the garden. On the other hand, we’ve had two days of high winds, torrential rain and flooding.