Hooray for the glorious sunshine and warmer weather that is making occasional visits in between the rain clouds. Hooray for having a garden in which Syd can romp and jump and run and wave big sticks around in. Hooray for sneaking out there when everyone else is briefly distracted and drinking my coffee on the bench, while the birds sing their songs and feather their nests. Boo for the neglect of the garden over winter, the overgrown borders, the deadheads still in situ, the weeds and the brambles – for as I notice them I know they need work.
On the other hand I rather like the overgrown-ness, the dark corners in which primroses still manage to bloom. It feels like the kind of garden where fairies might drink boozy nectar and indulge in naughtiness in the bushes. The shrubs are tipped with hints of new leaves and the bulbs we planted at the tail end of the year are starting to bloom. The garden in April is a lovely thing.
Hooray for finding storm stolen windmills lurking in the bushes and blowing the mud all over Mummy…..
Love Miss Cisco XXX