optimistic sowing
Despite icy, squally showers, I've sown this year's first seeds under glass. Later than usual, but it's just been too cold. It probably still is.Sweet peas - Mr. Fothergill's old fashioned mixed
Cherry tomato - Chadwick
Mizuno salad leaves
Lettuce Acuba
Coriander (last year's seed)
Basil (last year's seed)
Scared off the heron on a pond raid first thing. I should mind more than I do. Most of our fish are too big (and too wary) to take. It probably takes some frogs, but there's usually more than enough frogspawn anyway. And it is the most stunning creature - massive wingspan, fabulous plumage, takes off with slow powerful beats and glides away low over the garage like a jumbo jet, or a pterodactyl, leaving a trail of fine oil on the pond surface. I'd mind if he holed the pond liner though...
Finally spotted the grey wagtail out of the window in the damp corners on the drive -we usually only see it as it files away in alarm as the car approaches. Pretty little thing - grey back, pale yellow under belly, slight peachy flush to chest, tail wagging endlessly.
Another cold day - some sun, but sharp icy showers. Palace held Man U 0-0. We might yet stay up...
posted by Sue Beesley @ 5:24 pm
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