Knowing how pretty the backdrop would be, I wanted to take some outfit pictures in the bluebell woods but the weather was just so cold. Looking back, I have been in bare legs at this time in previous years but I was adamant that thermal tights and a thick jumper were a must for this time. It's not the most exciting of looks but at least I'm warm and comfortable.
Big muddy boots keep it a particularly down to Earth ensemble as we had to navigate some distinctly boggy ground. The rain from a week or so ago (and all winter) had lingered in the ground and with all the extra visitors the blooms bring in it all gets churned up in a squelchy mess. Who cares about mud-splashed tights when you get a view like this?
I could really appreciate some warmer weather now, seriously!Sophie
That magical time is upon us when the forest floor is covered in beautiful swathes of blue. I can't believe my eyes when I see so many millions, or billions... they enthral and excite me. My inner child dances in circles and laughs with joy, enjoys mirth. It's a special time of year. Sometimes I wish I could bottle it to preserve it for a miserable day when I need it's wonder the most then I realise my photographs are all I need; looking back through pictures is a treat.
The startling blue haze is all consuming of the floor in the woodland; sweeping under trees and flooding further than the eye can see.
Such delicate frilly bells in blue; a concerto in ringing out for the climax of spring. Ding dong!
Excuse me while I relish in the best of spring <3 p="">Sophie3>
The startling blue haze is all consuming of the floor in the woodland; sweeping under trees and flooding further than the eye can see.
Such delicate frilly bells in blue; a concerto in ringing out for the climax of spring. Ding dong!
Excuse me while I relish in the best of spring <3 p="">Sophie3>
Morning is the best part of the day. It's a pleasure to get outside just as the sun rises and spreads it's light all around. This morning this week was heavenly; misty, bright, sparkles... Through my eyes I saw what I like to call magic. Utter natural beauty. I'm so happy to share it with you.
Good morning!
Sophie xx
Good morning!
Sophie xx
C has put so many hours in over winter to move a bazillion barrow-loads of muck for almost the whole plot, he's dug over lots. We've potted up hundreds of seeds in the greenhouse kept them watered, re-potted in larger pots. Weeded.
As you can see, the allotment itself is 50% stone which is a ruddy nuisance.
The time at the allotment doesn't stretch that far. It's a little disheartening when we spend so long toiling with little to show for it. As if it weren't bad enough that the intermittent rain has soaked the plot; by far, the worst thing is that the slugs have eaten the asparagus tips, the beans, the everything else.... Starting from scratch with seeds again.
It's frustrating! We put in so much effort.C has put slug repeller down and I'm hoping that solves the problem.
My initial enthusiasm for growing flowers has waned significantly since some of them haven't germinated, some (I now realise) wont even flower this year...
The re-potting process from tiny plugs into large pots was a disaster if I'm honest. The plugs mostly just crumbled into nothing and made for particularly tricky handling. Most seem to be surviving (against the odds) but in future I'll use larger pots to start with and compact the compost a little firmer.
The sunflowers have the best chance of doing well. From the start they have grown fast and strong. They're meant to grow taller than me and I'm looking forward to tracking their progress. Most of them are planted out at the allotment, hope the slugs haven't eaten them. I'm going to keep a couple in pots at home to brighten up the garden.
I planted some bulbs in between the fruit trees; irises, freesias, lilies and more. Plus some cornflowers from seed.
Sophie