Our British weather is a scream; one minute you're rummaging for suncream and sunhats, the next you're rooting out long johns and rushing straight back indoors. I can't imagine how nature copes, but it does. We seem to lurch from one extreme to the other. If the weather gradually improved like it used to we would all slowly accclimatise but this week, surprise, surprise, there wasn't only a sudden change but we actually went backwards.
Today I picked the last two daffodils in bud for indoors as they are just starting to go over. Fortunately there is always a new spectacle to see: our red tulips are perfect right now, the wisteria is starting to drip it's purple glory, and the avenue of acers are on the brink of bursting into a magenta splash. Camelia buds are bursting forth and even last autumn's rose cuttings are promising displays of new roses for summer. Don't you just love Spring?
Today I picked the last two daffodils in bud for indoors as they are just starting to go over. Fortunately there is always a new spectacle to see: our red tulips are perfect right now, the wisteria is starting to drip it's purple glory, and the avenue of acers are on the brink of bursting into a magenta splash. Camelia buds are bursting forth and even last autumn's rose cuttings are promising displays of new roses for summer. Don't you just love Spring?
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