With a picture of some bulbs sprouting up in the garden. And a couple of snaps of life returning. A new start.
A very relaxed-looking frog in the garden today.
Its two friends disappeared while I went to look for my phone. But they’re there somewhere, under the surface…
Coal tits are regular visitors to the garden. Here’s one with plenty to say for itself!
The first tulips are out. More are on the way. At last, there is some progress in the garden.
Most exciting of all, two of the Himalayan blue poppies I bought last year have returned. I’m really looking forward to seeing them bloom. Fingers crossed!
There was a lot of small-bird activity in the garden yesterday. Here are two of the pictures I managed to take (through the window, I’m afraid, so not as sharp as I would have liked).
Tiny cowslips in the garden on Christmas Eve. Just what is going on here?
Holly blue, I think?
Such a late spring.
Grey, brown and black.
Everything seemed to happen at once!
I hope to post more pictures from my garden, and from the local park, during the rest of the week.
Some images from a wet garden.
After a few days of sub-zero temperatures, the garden is starting to thaw out. Green is making a welcome comeback, spiking sharply through the dwindling snow. Smooth pebbles gleam. Fog hovers protectively.
There’s more birdsong today. A sense of spring, waiting. Just out of sight.
There was no gardening today. The garden, transformed, shivered.