LIFE, THE GARDEN AND EVERYTHING

The garden is exploding with growth - grasses, masses of ribwort plantain on the bankings, trees coming into leaf and weeds in abundance.

There is a lot of creature bonding going on - pheasants together, two blue tits in the seed feeder and every so often one passes a bit to the other.

 Thinking of winter days one wonders where it all comes from. However the inhabitants have to be fed like this Benjamin Bunny come in from the bottom field.
 

I have not been to see the desecration of Beatrix Potter's Peter Rabbit by Columbia Pictures. It was bad enough when they assassinated Winnie the Pooh but . . .

The cherries are done along with primroses and cowslips, the bluebells beginning to develop seed and scatter their beauty around - lovely plant in wood, weed in veg bed.
Forgetmenots are everywhere.

Up in the wood there are the usuals - pignut, bluebells, red campion and so on. 

One of my favourites is the delicate wood sorrel, a plant of shady and secret niches.

An oxalis its leaves are edible and go well with fish with a flavour that is a bit citrussy (is there such a word as citrussy?)(there is now.)

This clump is the regrowing stumps of the cut-leaved elder bursting with new growth.

I have hacked back the clematis armandii now it has ceased flowering and in the one by the shed was an old blackbird's nest. (The nest was old, I do not know the age of the bird.) Several of the rosemary bushes on the lower banking succumbed the vicious cold and have been removed.

And then we went to Scotland for a sunny week by the sea.

And when we get back the pond is full of algae, the weeds have grown, the rhubarb has collapsed (as there has been no rain) and so on and so on.

A summary of where we are next blog.