After the recent rain there was a sense of Spring in the air.
The wind blew, sending with it a chill reminder that cold days were still on the cards.
I perused the garden with a slight optimism; the grass was scratched bare in places by the chooks, the path to the shed was covered in mud, the vegetable and flower beds were too empty.
However, potatoes are chitting in the house and packets of seeds lay waiting for warmer days.
And I did notice the pots.
Bulbs were beginning to shoot and the daffodils and primroses were out.
These pots usually sit atop the old garden piano, as pictured above, but the recent winds means they are currently safely ensconced underneath by the pedals.
The crocus bulbs are working hard but I have given up on my grape hyacinths ever flowering.
At the bottom of the garden I await my flower bed to bloom - fenced off as, although butterflies are welcome, chickens are most definitely not.
I have planted alliums, tulips and daffodils as well as the wildflowers whose seeds were sown last summer - and over which I got in trouble for pulling them up after flowering as I thought they were weeds.
You see, I love a good garden but a good gardener I am not!
What's going on in your garden?
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