First signs
The sun is out. It may be wet, muddy and cold, but the sun is out. With sun has come the aconites, snowdrops, swathes of daffodil spikes, along with the hamamelis, hellbores, muscari and asphodels (Asphodelus acaulis in the alpine house). It's coming, spring, that is.
We've been chopping wood, splitting the poplar and cherries that had to come down last year. The cherries expose a miriad of red, purple and pink stripes as you split it. It's hard brittle wood, where as the poplar is as soft (and wet) as a sponge in place. It smells very strongly. Joe reckons it smells of new born baby lambs. The job has kept us warm and hopefully once this lot are dry will keep others snug.
I'm surrounded by indoor flowers as Toby's hyacinths are up along with many amaryllis trumpeting about the place. It feels jolly in the office and, as the sun continues, so do I.

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Hi Alys,
It's been mild today up here in North Yorkshire...if a tad damp. I got your book for Crimbo, so I've spent the day building containers out of scrounged wood, as per your suggestion. I've not grown vegetables before. I've never had the space really, and although I have a decent sized garden now, the ground has no depth of soil...so containers are definitely the way to go. So that's something I'm looking forwards to this year.
Paul
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After spending most of the week getting up in the dark and getting home in the dark I haven't seen much of the garden over the last few days. In between bursts of torrential rain today I've popped out to check the progress of the bulbs I planted in the Autumn. Minus a few spots where the squirrels (grrrr) have been digging my crocus, daffs and iris are on their way - hoorah! The rain is having a shocking effect on our front garden which is heavy clay and currently like a quagmire. Worse still, the acer we planted last autumn looked like it was in the middle of a huge puddle, thanks to the squirrels (grrr again) digging up the earth around the root ball. So I donned the raincoat and took some remedial action; my husband was advocating a shotgut but as a veggie this went against the grain! My son helped me choose some veggie seeds today and is hopeful that his pumpkin will survive the slugs this year. I too received your book for Christmas and rescued two old bookcases from my son's room which were on their way to the tip. They will now be the basis of two raised beds of the bottom of the garden. My husband was also a little puzzled at the small mountain of used yogurt pots building up in the garage, until I informed him that they were going to be used for potting on seedlings. His mind boggles sometimes...
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bessyj,
i found my husband recycling all the toliet roll insides i'd been carefully squirrelling a way. He saw the way once he found out they were for the peas . . .
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