Mild March

It's been a wonderful March with the daffodils looking splendid with their proud heads sticking through many of the front border shrubs. I'm loathe to move them to other spots and rather like the untidy look they give to the formality of the plant bed.

I scarified the lawns this week and decided a photograph would make anyone think there was little care given to the garden but I'll post one perhaps at the end of May and then I'll see if the new scarifier has lived up to it's reputation. Since I purchased it a few weeks ago I now have a list of friends wishing to borrow it so it must be good!

Guests are astonished how mild the weather is and long may it continue. I, for one, could certainly cope with these mild days for quite some time.

Whitebells or White Bluebells?

This photograph was taken earlier this week from clumps of whitebells which have surfaced near the stump of the Norwegian spruce which was felled last year.

I'm not sure whether they should be called whitebells but they're definitely white as you can see.  Perhaps the easy description is to say white bluebells, a little like when someone says daffodils we think yellow but some are mainly white.

It's been a week of heavy rain, showers and a very cold wind.  Certainly not a week for the garden and it desperately needs work as the weeds are growing with so much enthusiasm.  My Australian guests, who left for home this week, were delighted with the weather because they see sunshine most of their year.

Just goes to show every cloud has a silver lining.