A welcome day off. After a wander down to the harbour followed by a bit of shopping, I thought that for a change I could do some gardening. In my own garden. I have spent the last few weeks preparing gardens for the imminent winter, protecting plants and where possible moving them undercover. Just not here.
It was a bright morning, very cold though no frost yet. A couple of degrees less and we could be in trouble. This threat nudged me into action. Pots were moved, detritus swept up, the hopeless disposed of, the minuscule greenhouse packed, others snuggled in groups ready for a fleece throw when needed. It was a start. Of course it might also be an end.
Impatiens flanaganae has begun flowering, better late than never. I’m afraid there is “no room at the inn” for this South African beauty, my tiny greenhouse is full, I’m sure it will be fine in the stable.