Fair weather gardener that I am, sunshine means gardening time. We've had a great deal of rain this month, but not much sun. The garden is looking very lush and green, but not much has flowered yet.
The foxgloves are flourishing. I planted them behind the apple tree last summer, in a place that was very hard for the kids to get too.
My sweet peas have taken well and grown almost to the top of their little frame, but no flowers yet (hurry up, hurry up!).
The annuals I planted back in April are starting to bloom.
I spotted some very cheap plants outside the local greengrocers for £1.50 each, so bought a few things for some instant colour in the garden.
Angus helped me. I am finally learning that if I just accept he will make a huge mess and sweep up all the compost afterwards, then we are all happy.
And now some pretty new flowers sit outside the kid's playhouse. It has a little window box which needs some attention, but I want to plant that with Bella, as I know she will get a real kick out of choosing and planting the plants.*
We had a really beautiful sunset a couple of nights ago. It's still light until so late in the evening, it's lovely. The night before last, I was woken at 3.30am by Angus muttering in his sleep. Thinking he might wake, I got out of bed and went and listened on the landing. The bathroom door was wide open and, in my bleary eyed state, I noticed the beginnings of a dawn sky through the bathroom window. But I did not run downstairs for the camera, sorry, I went back to bed like any sane person would!
*I just asked Bella what she'd like to plant in the window box and she said "Pink...yellow...and purple...and red. Some sunflowers. And white ones." Ok then.