No one’s garden, at least this far up the Northern Hemisphere, looks any good in January. There’s a bit of green, a lot of bare patches and an unconscionable amount of cleaning up to do.
That latter has kept us busy so far this month.
The wildflower and herbaceous beds were stripped, the few weeds removed and the whole lot raked and seeded with poppies. Some poppies are coming up elsewhere already.
Our vigorous apple has needed a bit of radical surgery for a while; one bough has been pulling it over so today we removed it and painted the end with a cauterising gloop. Horrible but I believe mightily effective.
Crocuses and daffs are poking through.
And there are decent views to be had in the frosts and sunshine we’ve had recently. It’ll soon be a riot of colour again.
Won’t it, Dog?