Sunday, September 7

The sun is shining ...

... there's a light, but not too-cold, breeze blowing. I've got all the windows and doors open to air out the long, thin house which has pretty much been closed up for the winter. There's nothing quite like fresh spring (almost) air. I can't believe what a difference today is from yesterday.
Things have exploded out of the soil, we've more (free) peas than I know what to do with, I suspect most will become green manure.
The bebe potato plants are starting to come up, the celery is doing well, little golden shallot shoots are peeping out and the kale, sliverbeet and tomato seedlings are finally making an appearance.I've been a bit neglectful of the garden of late (too dark when I get home, too cold or too sick at the weekend) so I missed the snowdrops, but caught the orchids. There're still a few winter roses about though. And isn't this one beautiful? I'm going to try to find that colour polish for my toes.Oh look, I found an old-fashioned violet.

5 comments:

e said...

Spring is springing, how wondeful!

Ms Brown Mouse said...

My favourite season.

Pink Granite said...

Lovely to see these photos of spring on the first really crisp night around here - a harbinger of autumn.
;o)
- Lee

Ms Brown Mouse said...

Lee,
It's kind of fun to share the opposite seasons. Don't forget to post lots of lovely winter pictures as soon as I start grumbling about the summer heat :)

Pink Granite said...

It's a deal!