I'm glad I didn't plant the potatoes last weekend. I have planted some seeds in the greenhouse though to get an early start and hope it's warm enough for them in there.
Despite Sunday morning's snow dump, there are signs of spring all over. My beloved rhubarb is starting to unfurl and the daffodils are peeking out. The fairy wrens are wearing their brightest blue. Even the bare
young fruit trees have new buds appearing - three whole new branches in the case of the Williams pear.
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| Daffodils peeking out |
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| Garlic |
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| Even the hothouse was cold |
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| Raspberries probably enjoyed the chill |
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