Just before the clocks change, the garden goes into a kind of overdrive pastel twilight mode, with some plants refusing to be open unless there is sun on them, others fading or shredding in the spring weather-tumble, and lots looking down, into the safe and welcoming ground:
We've only had a few daffodils this year; I may need to replant. But that flowering currant is doing well, considering it came in as a twig gently removed from a municipal bush. There's definitely a main attraction at this time of year, though:
FORSYTHIAAAAAAAA
We've only had a few daffodils this year; I may need to replant. But that flowering currant is doing well, considering it came in as a twig gently removed from a municipal bush. There's definitely a main attraction at this time of year, though:
FORSYTHIAAAAAAAA
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