The garden is just bursting into life. There are a few flowers scattered around, but most of the drama is coming from the leaves. The rhubarb astonishes me daily; obviously neglected when we moved in, with the most cursory care it has made a triumphant comeback. 
Some of the roses have joined in, opening beautifully coloured new leaves. And almost every day I find a new rose that has been strimmered to the ground, or buried under rotting apples or a mound of climber, and has sent out a few wobbly shoots. I'm sure some won't make it, but others look like they'll give it a go.
Yesterday's discovery: violets! Tiny, stunted, neglected things but now I know they are there I can help out a bit.
1 comment:
What fun you are having, your garden is like a big everlasting present that you unwrap a little each day or so and then enjoy it again by sharing then I in turn enjoy it also.
xxxxxxxm
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