The back garden

The back garden Stepping outside the back door this morning, armed with my camera, I was happy to see that the sun was shining. After the recent rain there was a sense of Spring in the air. The wind blew, sending with it a chill reminder that cold days were still on the cards. I perused the garden with a slight optimism; the grass was scratched bare in places by the chooks, the path to the shed was covered in mud, the vegetable and flower beds were too empty. However, potatoes are chitting in the house and packets of seeds lay waiting for warmer days. And I did notice the pots. Bulbs were beginning to shoot and the daffodils and primroses were out.

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