So we were minding our own business, being chilly, wiping winter lurgy drips from our noses, complaining about the weather and how dark it was in the morning/evening/anytime, envying overseas friends who are in the throes of summer; also known as wishing our lives away.
Then one day, it wasn't. Chilly, that is. I actually had to take off the scarf that I think was starting to somehow become part of my neck, and lo! We looked out the window, to find that Spring had Sprung!
The evidence is everywhere: The blossom is out next to the woodpile.
The broad beans in our vegie patch have suddenly started to grow before our eyes, and turn to follow the sun each day.
They even beat the raspberries that we put in a week ago:
We're hoping the kale is too small to attract the notice of possums, though some snails and slugs have already succumbed to a beery trap:
All this greenness and new shoot-ness has inspired MrWildflower to use his holidays to create another vegie patch. Just because. (and also, I am not busy enough while he's at work. I need another thing that needs looking after. I do, I tell you. Be quiet, of course I'm grateful.)
Aerial view of said vegie patch construction. Particulars: no-dig, terraced as we're on a hill, whacking great stump in the middle for...trellis attachment? seating? sacrifices to the vegie gods? who knows! Note also that all paths planned for ease of working in the vegie patch have been forgotten in the excitement of construction. Much scratching of heads ensued.
The dog is now worn out from all the attention and outdoor plays the good weather has afforded him.
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