March winds indeed! The night before last was utterly terrifying. I woke up to the worst sounding wind in my life, which scared me silly. There's something about the night time sounds which renders me more vulnerable; is it the darkness, the hour or the sudden shock of being woken up unexpectedly. Perhaps a concoction of the lot. Either way, I don't fancy a repeat of that any time soon.
Here's some greenery from last weekend.




Oh hey little guy.







It's been a tiring old week and it's left me feeling shattered but there's no time to rest on our laurels, the allotment calls wanting attention and there's much to sow in the greenhouse.

Don't blow away!
Take care,
Sophie