Its easy to get fed up at this time of year when there is so much greyness, its still dark at either end of my working day and it promises rain for my day off. Then I look back at photographs from the same week in previous years. The same flowers pop up & make me smile, the same pests come back to visit and ultimately I still have a Magic Garden that even at night is my safe space and somewhere I can dream or dream about.

I would be impressed by any caterpillars around this weekend as it is distinctly chilly. My wallflowers are this year (below) more tatty than when I took my yellow wallflower photographs. Wallflowers are brassicas although I don’t think my pigeons have realised that as they don’t seem to ever attack these plants.

Hopefully tomorrow I will be able to clear more of the debris and start the recovery process for the border down where the new fence has gone in between me and my neighbours.