Gardening journal | Spring is coming

Spring won’t be officially sprung until Wednesday 20th March, which still feels like an age away. But I’m not one for rules, my spring starts the moment the Daffs break the soil with their little green heads.

Every year for me the British winter feels utterly eternal, so as soon as the first signs of life start shooting up from the ground I feel like there’s light at the end of the tunnel. Just seeing the little stumps of baby daffodils or a white blanket of snowdrops makes me jump for joy and wave ta’ra to January and the blithering cold dark nights. 

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Well it’s still blithering cold and dark on a night, but it won’t be long.

Guess who’s managed to grow an actual Olive?! Not a very big one mind.

Guess who’s managed to grow an actual Olive?! Not a very big one mind.

Me’ Daffs - Look at ‘em. Cuties. Or to be fair they could be tulips, I can’t remember where I planted what, and I can’t tell the difference.

Ol’ Hellebore is still going strong. This is the only flower we have in our garden through the whole winter.

Ol’ Hellebore is still going strong. This is the only flower we have in our garden through the whole winter.

Written with love

Old Mother Hubbard

P.s. It’s only 35 sleeps until it’s officially spring. 

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