I wandered round the garden with my first cup of tea this morning.
All I can say is thank goodness for the hellebores that line the steps down to the main part of the garden. They’re the most glamorous plants in the garden, flowering for weeks on end, arranging themselves from fat buds, through that nodding bud stage to open flowers, in such an elegant fashion.
I like how this white one gradually turns cream and then fades to pale green.
I’m so grateful to one of the previous owners who planted all these lovelies.
After that there’s a bit of searching before signs of spring can be found. The roses are growing apace and don’t seem to be waiting around, I really must get the pruning done before I have to cut off too much new growth.
The crocus are flowering nicely in the plant-pots right outside the sitting room, we can see them when we’re sitting inside, so I’ve added spring plants and a few bulbs to keep it looking jolly.
Last year we found a small echium pininana [aka giant vipers bugloss] from our old garden that had seeded itself in a pot, I transplanted it into the garden to give it plenty of room. These fabulous bienials grow in the first year and flower the following -all being well- producing a blue flower spike that can reach up to the first floor. I peeled back the fleece that’s been keeping the frost out all winter and it’s looking healthy, let’s hope it gets enough sunshine so I can show you what it looks like in all its’ flowering glory this summer.
And the rhubarb, moved from the allotment has re-established itself nicely, it was a temporary home, but it’ll have to stay here now until the autumn.
I don’t know how you manage, but I don’t find enough time for gardening at the moment, I’ve been thinking about snatching an hour a day, whatever happens, to get outside and catch-up … I’ll let you know how it goes.
all photos: Jill Anderson