Spring sowings

I never expected to be doing this so late in the year: but I have made a dent in my mighty pile of seeds to sow.   Flowers and herbs and vegetables, all in their seed trays, covered in plastic and placed in a bit of warmth.

Night scented stock, starlight sensation, sunflower velvet queen, naturtium black velvet, cup and saucer plant, nemone japonica mixed, marigold durango red, cosmos sensation, cosmos purity, cosmos dazzler, zucchino custard white, coriander, coriander confetti, swiss chard bright lights.

Not that there is much warmth about, but I feel spring on the air and the forecast promises improvement from now on.   One can have a surfeit of snow.

I have a huge list of things I would love to achieve this week: there are potatoes to plant, the stuctures of the potager to finish, mulch to make.

And in the meantime I rake and drag sticks and chip.   It’s one of those embarrassing moments of revelation: 18th century versus late 20th. I have done three loads of hauling these impossibly heavy sticks from the far end of the property up to the courtyard using a very large old tarpaulin.   And each time I have snagged my load on the car as I turn the corner up at the house.   Duh. Why don’t I just drive the car down and fill up the boot? It’s such a simple solution, and once I have downed this lovely cup of hibiscus tea and hoovered a packet of figulu biscuits, I shall make good my bright idea.