Today began with lovely sunshine after a frosty night.
This evening I was hoping to post some before and after shots of the work I've done over the last two afternoons. Well, I'll still post them, through bloodymindedness alone. But they don't show anywhere near the difference I expected. And at most, it looks so negative - as though a plague of giant gobbling creatures had descended!
It makes me wonder a little whether this blogging lark isn't getting a bit out of proportion. I write my blog in the hope that, as well as amusing a few folk, it will help to keep me motivated to continue working on the garden. I don't do the garden in order to blog about it! So if the pictures don't reflect the extent of the work, or if they make seem negative what was in fact immensely satisfying to do, that shouldn't really matter.
I told my father on the phone today how much time I'd spent in the garden in the last 10 days and he said it must be pretty tidy by now. It isn't. About 85% of it is still a dog's breakfast. This is a testament to the amount of neglect it's been treated to over the last 2 years by yours truly. But now by keeping a blog I intend to stick with things in the garden through a full year!