Cheekbones like Geometry

It's time I took that snowy image off the top of the blog. So here is still shivery but now squelchy one to replace it. Everything has stopped growing, the asparagus tips have rotted, no point sowing anything too fussy really. However, the plot looks at its cleanest at this time of year. The bare soil shows up its high cheekbones, with the crisp lines of all those triangles, rhombuses & trapezia. This is gardening at cute angles, making use of all those cosines learned at school. The clean look won't last though. The chickweed will turn it straight back into a carpet of green. I'll put up another picture from the bedroom window in a month's time to show the passing of the seasons - a sort of laidback time lapse photography to whet the appetite for the webcam that will never happen.

Blanket on the Ground

Seems like only a week ago the barbecue was out, The Snab was a dustbowl, my neighbour was gardening topless and casual comments were made about what a short benign winter we had. I'd like to say, deep down, I wasn't fooled into sowing anything too early. And there is nothing like a bit of snow to show up the layout of the garden. It'll be interesting to see whether the early flowering damsons will go on to produce any fruit while I guess tonight's asparagus on toast may have to be postponed. Otherwise, I think no harm done and a spot of working from home is always good for the soul.