Rhododendron praecox showing colour, daffodils (flattened by the rain), polyanthus etc, etc. I’ve spent a lot of yesterday and today outside, though yesterday had largely to do with the vast amounts of laundry that had accumulated while I was waiting for a good day. (It gives me a grim satisfaction to deprive the great electricity conspiracy of the revenue from running a tumble dryer.) Today I have gardened a bit: I’ve moved some of the achillea and antirrhinum seedlings into trays to grow on till they’re ready to plant out in May, and done a bit of re-potting and weeding. It’s the time of year when the conservatory starts to look like a greenhouse.
The birds are getting active and noisy: we’re getting regular visits from a pair of very hungry mallards, and the pigeons are appreciating the ground feeder trays we’ve recently started stocking. The dunnocks are back, and I saw a wren yesterday. Other than that, it’s the usual suspects: robins, blue and great tits, drama-queen blackbirds and the chaffinch with its inane repetitive song.
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