So even April is scuttling towards the summer with Easter done and dusted and May no longer so unsure that it should be renamed Will when we get there.
In the garden the blooms continue, this year’s tulips are stunning, the beds of wildflowers begin to fill with small shoots, the blossom on the flowering cherry trees reach peak petal and apple blossom takes over as the last of the spring blossoms.
We’ve taken a punt and exposed the dahlias we left in the ground and sprinkled more seeds for a later show. Peonies are coming out – the yellow tree peony looks great – and it won’t be long before the irises take over and dominate prior to the poppies doing their thing.
The lawn works keep getting put back as we wait for rain – we’ve undertaken a small task of seeding one difficult strip behind the pond with camomile to see how that works.
It’s going rather well… which is a very dangerous thing to admit…
Dog doesn’t seem too worried; Reynarda remains wary of Dog’s presence but is as curious as ever; and Vicky is beginning to stretch her legs.