Ah...it's lovely to sit in the front garden, drinking chilled wine as if it was the summer. Across the road on the bank snowdrops are just going over; they were a clouds of white last week. Tiny tete-a-tetes began to bob in their pots on the front wall, kept company by irises and crocuses. The daffs and primroses and anemones weren’t far behind. On the porch step, we’ve got bowls of jewel-coloured polyanthus, which we bought at the Llandysul Garden Festival.
We went to several of the talks at this festival including a great one on how to propagate veg seeds. And finally, the sun is out and the temperature in the polytunnel creeps towards 30 in the day. We’re harvesting broccoli, kale and cabbage from it, as well as salad leaves. Then, I scattered grass seed over the half moon lawn. A sort of vague greeness is appearing over it. At its edge, the daffs are blooming. Gardening has been generally full-on at Rhos Hill, both in the garden and in the office. Being joint secretaries of the the Gardening Club is a bit of an eye-opener as the printer churned out programmes, minutes and agendas. Maybe I might learn something about plants, too, you never know! (Just their names would be a start...)