Spring, eh?

 

As I write on Saturday, the weather is fine, and the first tomatoes are outside where we hope they will survive and bear fruit.  The Sweet Olives have gone very leggy, so will be vulnerable to strong winds.  The San Marzanos are more compact, and are placed where we can tie them back to the wall if need be.  We planted out the runner beans during the week, and wait to see if they improve on last year’s miserable performance. 

Tuesday brought heavy showers, some with hail, which was slow to thaw.  There was enough rain to submerge the fountain head in the overflowing pond.  The marginal bog irises look pleased..

Aeroplane noises as we lunched: a Tiger Moth and a Chipmunk flying round and round in very close formation.  The Tiger Moth (actually, it might have been a Stampe) even flew a couple of very compact loops: we were surprised the pilot dared in such an ancient airframe.  Martyn passed a nearby wedding venue earlier, and it was showing all the signs of a posh do, so we image the aerobatics were part of the bash.  Some have money to burn: meanwhile the food banks struggle to meet the demand.