March madness has gripped the weather again this week and it temporally lost the plot for a while but has just got a grip on reality in time for the Spring equinox.
The bright spring days of last week have been replaced by earnest sessions of filling the bird feeders and bringing all of the horses on the farm in to the shelter of the stables as the temperatures plummeted again with the return of “The Beast from the East”
My only consolation was that our Bed and Breakfast guests from Australia and America loved it as they lived in normally overheated climes.
This February’s first golden days of spring, changed just a quickly into ice and snow as the month drew to a close and looking back now it almost seems surreal.
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November has been a strange month for my garden diary, a month of days born as if on butterfly wings through the garden, swinging from soft tranquil days to dark dramatic skies before giving way to the final sting of winter.
I would like to say October’s garden diary was full of golden mellow days but two gales scorched through the gardens this month in quick succession, reorganising our carefully planned gardening schedule into one long raking session.
Ah goodbye September and with it the summer days as autumn calls and the year mellows. The autumn solstice – those mysterious harbingers of our year intoned by the weather men has passed us by and yet the life of the garden continues.
Every year is different in the garden of course which is why I love to keep a diary to follow the season. This August has been a topsy turvy month in the garden, to say the least, with fickle weather and curious light but our Bed and Breakfast guests have still enjoyed the opportunity to immerse themselves in the peace of the garden.