February

We tend to dread February, but it isn’t all bad, as I said yesterday.  It has been another of those fine, mild February days (after overnight frost) when we could probably have sat outside for lunch.  As it was, we sat and had our soup in the sitooterie while the cleaners beavered away elsewhere in the house.

As planned, the tomatoes are sown in the hot bot propagator.  Six Sweet Olive seeds as usual, and twenty San Marzanos, so we have a couple of spare seeds of the latter, having used one 24-cell tray.  I’ve pruned another five roses, and Martyn has taken a few more bits off the apple tree, both of us working in shirtsleeves.  I’ve also pulled out a lot of bittercress and grass from the rose border.  It’s early days, but as you can see below, it’s not only the weeds that are getting their ass in gear.