"Did Someone Say ----?"*

I caught these two doing it in the pond Lake.  Disgraceful!

 

 

* Answers in the comments, please.

 

 Hello!  Here I am!  I don't have much to say, so I will just bombard you with gardening-related photos (mostly) which may also serve as a prompt to start photographing your own gardens and/or green patches for the 15th annual Lady Garden Presentation

 

I N F O M A N I A C

Garden Photos Event

later in the year.

 

 But first some music to accompany your scrolling, the always delightful Dame Sophie Ellis-Bextor with "Relentless Love": 

 

MARCH

The 30th to be precise...

 

I finally got around to shingling the other side of the walkway from the Grand Paysho to the South Lawn (after I'd moved the buddleia back a bit).  As well as that pink cordyline, I popped in some irises, echiums, crocosmias, alliums (which had all been hanging around in pots for the past year or so), and a peony (which I moved from my shade garden the Gardener's Retreat).

 

 

The pond Lake.  After two weeks of wittering on about how there are no frogs around because it was too cold, or that Bitey had probably eaten them or scared them off, a couple of dozen invaded the garden and half-filled the Lake with piles of hideous frogspawn.  The Mother is now thrilled!

(Although she's already moaning that there's too much and the pond Lake will be ruined.)

 

 

Um.  Not made with ingredients from the garden - although I did eat at least one piece in the garden.

(I made this chocolate cake because there was nothing nice to eat in the house.)

 

 

APRIL

5th & 6th

 

In another "I finally..." moment, I finally potted up my cherry plum, Prunus cerasifera 'Nigra', and placed it at the entrance to The Gardener's Retreat.

 

 

New shoots of an astilbe and a primrose. 

 

 

This Erythronium californicum 'White Beauty' has not benefitted from an "I finally..." moment and is still trapped within the confines of a small teracotta trough.  It doesn't seem to mind, though. 

 

 

The Gardener's Retreat 

 

Daffs on the embankment

 

 

12th & 13th

Allotment HQ festooned with sloe/blackthorn blossom (right) and honeysuckle (middle), with its new lean-to "pergola" (fashioned from scraps) supporting a once flailing loganberry.

 

 

A lovely little primrose growing beneath my flailing loganberry.

 

 

Sloe/blackthorn and a new bird box to replace the decades old one which was practically sawdust.

 

 

Greengage 

 

 

Plum.  And Bitey.

 

 

One ofthe various primulas dotted around the allotment.

 

 

Foxgloves, primulas, and forget-me-nots 

 

 

Conference pear (non-horrid, I hope)

 

 

My allotment is mainly fruit trees/bushes/canes, some rhubarb, and a smattering of wild flowers.

 

 

Oh, and a bath or two.

 

 

Up the hill behind the allotment the bluebells have begun flowering. 

 

 

 [This post needs some reformatting and a tidy up as well as a proper title.  And less procrastination, fewer interruptions, and some sort of explanation of our continuing blog uselessness.  But not today as it's gone half nine and I want to go to bed!]