This year my lovely boss (me) has decided to let me take January off. There are many reasons for this, the most important being that I want to. This does not mean that you will be party to the same generosity. No, the blog will continue, perhaps in a more random manner. Yes, you heard right, even more random. That means I will be sorting my photos and meandering down memory lane. I will be catching up with friends and visiting a few gardens. I will be sorting stuff, my tools, my seed, my plants, my head. And, drum roll please, I will be working in my own garden.
Which is exactly what I did for a couple of hours this afternoon. One of our two misplaced apple trees was pruned. It is far to big for our small plot (says the gal who has just bought a 12m conifer), the crows enjoy the fruit before we can get to them and those that they knock off in their vigour turn to mush. If I had my way it would be gone, along with the other, but this is a democracy and I have conceded. For the moment. There may be an “oops” moment in the future. I potted up the Sciadopitys verticillata and the pack of six Heuchera ‘Palace Purple’ I purchased earlier at the garden centre (did I fail to mention this visit …..). There was weeding and chopping and planning.
I also checked my little plastic greenhouse, the act of which is becoming increasingly treacherous due to a dodgy zip. Here I found that the diminutive Ipheion uniflorum ‘Rolf Fiedler’, stored safe and sound against the cold and wet, had begun to flower. Such a beauty.