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Garden Notes on April Fool's Day 2020

The garden is slowly waking up after many months of cold winds, rain and drear.  It is, in these days of isolation and having to stay at home, a joy.  When the sun shines, it is the place to be.  Just sitting, accompanied by Ted who loves to lounge on the garden bench in the sun, looking around at an ever-unfolding scene.  Pestilence or no pestilence, plants just follow their star and I am enjoying their journey.

My winter pots are still looking good.
Aldi's blue anemones, planted the year before last, are going from strength to strength.  It would be hard to beat their simple loveliness.
These are my beehives in waiting.  Hopefully I will get some bees in early summer.  In the meantime, we have honeybee visitors, with pollen sacs stuffed full of goodness!

Candelabra primula coming along from last year's seedlings.
And the outer garden
These violet's forebears came up to Scotland with us from Hampshire in December 1995!  They have followed us around ever since, seeding from flowerpot to flowerpot, and into the ground below.
 This primrose plant has been flowering and expanding in size since January!
Victoria plum blossom is tight bud.


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  1. The garden looks amazing and love the beehives...wow what a great new fun thing to be doing...Mrs BeeKeeper.

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    Sally x

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