The first Rose is flowering in the garden.
The bank holiday sees me spend 4.5 hours in the garden playing catch-up with nature.
The first foxglove opens in the new garden, along with some Dianthus, and the birds flock to my new bird feeders.
It’s time to sow the French Beans and to tackle my Antirrhinum forest.
I beg your pardon, I most certainly did promise myself a rose garden – and I’m choosing the rose plants now.
The Sweet Peas need some tough love in the form of ‘pinching out’, and the Tulip ‘Triumph’ flowers are about to open.
It’s time to start pricking out some of the seedlings and move them into larger pots and onto the next stage of growing.
The tulips give a dash of colour to a shady and grey corner of the garden.
The third propagator came into action this weekend, as British Summer Time arrived and I fill another windowsill with seedlings.
The garden springs to life indoors and out.
When I switch into garden rescue mode in the middle of a discount store.
Last night I had a seed sowing binge.