Here we are again, another year another wish for a good summer. I h
am hopeful for a better year this year. I felt I'd been lazy with the blog till I thought about it and realised that there just wasn't anything I could do in the garden with the amount of rain we had. Is it officially the wettest year on record? If not I'm glad I wasn't around for the year that holds that record as 2012 was almost impossible growing-wise.
New Year's day was the brightest we've had for weeks although the ground is so waterlogged that there has been surface water in the garden for weeks. The birds have appreciated the feeders that Luke has strung up and has to fill every other day. The woodpecker, nicknamed 'Colonel Falafel' (no idea why) has been a regular morning visitor, scaring off the smaller birds and filling up on sunflower hearts. Any that fall to the ground are scooped up by our hungry hens. I have to let the two youngest out first in order to let them have a fighting chance of some variety. Once the big girls are released they make short work of chasing off the littlest two .
I'm thrilled that I got a lot of tulips planted last year because there is a desperation that comes with a long, cold winter and we still have four months before the blousy flowers open up. I'm not a lover of daffodils which are very often pushing themselves out of the ground way ahead of the other Spring flowers but I have some Iris and snowdrops deep underground so I shall keep an eye out for their shoots.
For now though, I am tucked up indoors, going through the wood and coal like no-one's business. I've also got company in the shape of Jack's cat. She is snuggled on my far too large lap (thanks to an indulgent Christmas and no outdoorsy activities) and making it extremely difficult to type this so I shall wish you all a very healthy, happy and peaceful 2013.
am hopeful for a better year this year. I felt I'd been lazy with the blog till I thought about it and realised that there just wasn't anything I could do in the garden with the amount of rain we had. Is it officially the wettest year on record? If not I'm glad I wasn't around for the year that holds that record as 2012 was almost impossible growing-wise.
New Year's day was the brightest we've had for weeks although the ground is so waterlogged that there has been surface water in the garden for weeks. The birds have appreciated the feeders that Luke has strung up and has to fill every other day. The woodpecker, nicknamed 'Colonel Falafel' (no idea why) has been a regular morning visitor, scaring off the smaller birds and filling up on sunflower hearts. Any that fall to the ground are scooped up by our hungry hens. I have to let the two youngest out first in order to let them have a fighting chance of some variety. Once the big girls are released they make short work of chasing off the littlest two .
I'm thrilled that I got a lot of tulips planted last year because there is a desperation that comes with a long, cold winter and we still have four months before the blousy flowers open up. I'm not a lover of daffodils which are very often pushing themselves out of the ground way ahead of the other Spring flowers but I have some Iris and snowdrops deep underground so I shall keep an eye out for their shoots.
For now though, I am tucked up indoors, going through the wood and coal like no-one's business. I've also got company in the shape of Jack's cat. She is snuggled on my far too large lap (thanks to an indulgent Christmas and no outdoorsy activities) and making it extremely difficult to type this so I shall wish you all a very healthy, happy and peaceful 2013.
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