Spring has taken it's time in my garden this year. Slowly and steadily the bulbs that I planted last Autumn are starting to flower. Mainly tulips and anenomes so far. The perennial plants are unfurling their leaves, promising me untold loveliness in the coming months. There are throusands of tightly packed buds on the clemetis montana, and the various honeysuckles and other climbers are sending shoots towards fences and walls.
Overall the effect is patchy to say the least. I have sowed thousands of annual seeds, casting them out from my hand into the soil. It was a rash move, and nothing may come of it. But I am hopeful that some of them will take root and flower later in the year. I would love to see poppies, cornflowers and marigolds popping up all over the place. Probably wishful thinking, but I am rather slap dash like that. Never a meticulous planner of stuff.
Next week, it's all about salads.