Last weekend, we went to the IoW. Although it is still winter (at least until 1 March), quite a few daffodils and blossom were out. I even saw my first bumblebee (I was in the kitchen and didn’t have my camera or I would have taken a photo).
The primroses are looking very pretty. Last year I planted a whole bunch of more exotic primroses – so far they haven’t appeared. Perhaps it is a bit early or perhaps they just haven’t survived.
The little daffodils are out and the big daffodils are appearing. I haven’t seen any sign of the alliums – I don’t think they came back last year so perhaps it is the wrong spot for them.
There are quite a few beds that are an utter disgrace. Weedy, full of grass, just plain looking awful. When it stops raining, I will sort those those out.
So, I have DECIDED that it is now Spring. Officially, I think this doesn’t start until the 1st of March but my little daffodils are now out and there is blossom on the trees. Plus some of my rosemary is flowering beautifully.
I’ve just had a deliciously hard prune of my buddleia and hydrangeas (last year, one of my hydrangeas went all summer without flowering and I suspect it was because it hadn’t been pruned). Of course, they could now die but I can’t help that now. It looks as though my gardener has already done the roses so I texted him to thank him.
I’ve also had a tidy up of my flowerbeds. It looks as though you were all right and the nepeta has now started to revive itself. I hope that the calamintha nepeta at the front does too. Unfortunately, the euphorbia has also perked up (my husband hates it). I’ve decided that I need some sea holly (the perennial one) to plug in some of the gaps.
A little while ago, I bunged some sweet violet seeds in trays in my cold frame. The seed packet didn’t really give instructions so I winged it. Nothing seems to have happened so far but then perhaps it takes longer than a couple of weeks for those to germinate.
In the afternoon, my son and I went for a bike ride. We didn’t go all that far as it was incredibly windy but while we were out, I noticed that a bunch of the spring bulbs along Turf Walk have come up.
Yesterday, I went out and had a nose in Gibson Square. This is a nice spot – and good for letting children ride their bikes / scooters / those hoverboard things that I think are lethal. I had planned to go for a run but one of my NCT new mums turned up at my house. ARGH!!! I am hosting a new mum group on Wednesday so was thinking Damn, I emailed everyone with the wrong day. It was actually sort of embarrassing, especially as she got me out of the shower. And I think was a bit cross that she’d turned up and I hadn’t expected her (but, you know, was nice about it). Anyway, thank goodness I hadn’t got the wrong day – she had just turned up a month early.
It was fine, particularly as she had brought me biscuits. And I got to give her a lesson on getting buggies up and down steps (bend your knees, NEVER bend your back, tip the buggy onto the wheels nearest you and use your arms and core to glide over the steps). You get good at hoiking buggies up and down stairs very quickly.
While I was in Gibson Square, I noticed that:
(1) Their roses are still very leggy so they haven’t cut them back yet. Usually I think a non flowering rose is rather ugly but a group of them like this is sort of picturesque. Of course, they may not cut them down very much, I think the roses here tend to be quite tall.
(2) The daffodils are up and nearly flowering. In January! Either it is novel and exciting or really, really bad.
(3) They have a lovely white heather. I hope mine looks like this soon.
(4) Bumblebee! Don’t think I’ve ever seen one in January before.
It UTTERLY poured all morning yesterday, which will not have done my garden any good. I’d gone out the night before to get some bay leaves and the lawn was so wet, the water came over the top of my crocs. Quite a few herbs are looking a bit leggy but I’m afraid to prune them in case they give up altogether. I’ll do it in February.
The other night, while I was scrambling about on the terraced beds, one of the rocks holding the terrace slid down while I was on it. I wasn’t hurt but it was a real job putting it back – I didn’t manage, exactly, but I think it was good enough. Rocks are MUCH heavier than they look. My back is a bit sore today but not hideous.
I’ve noticed a few more of my bulbs are coming up – I think these must be the daffodils I planted last Christmas. In a way I’m quite relieved that they came up because I planted them in compost which I’ve now learnt is a BAAAD, BAAAAD thing to do – the flowers came up multiheaded but if they are coming up again, perhaps they weren’t completely exhausted last year. I hope my alliums have also survived.