Does moving gravel about count as gardening? No I didn’t think so. But that’s the extent of it today I fear.

Just time to walk out to the garden and observe the little signs of spring. The crocuses are up; the tulips are about two inches high in their bed; and all the broad beans and  peas in the lower potager are poking their first leaves above the ground. Can’t be long now.  And best of all, there is a faint whiff of daphne when you stand near the office door. Bliss.

Back to the painting.

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