The weather continues to be warm and has completely seduced us into believing that summer has arrived. It hasn’t arrived but I am seduced. I cannot help wandering around the garden completely distracted by each new happening. A serious gardener would get a grip on herself and spend more time on the important tasks of weeding and sowing.
Instead I am enjoying.
The essential gardners’ “cuppa”.
Last year’s pansies re-appear in the aluminium tub.
Actually the flowering quince is in Annie’s garden up the road which is still a French garden…
My first redstart of the season. Only summer visitors but very welcome.
The first leaves of the edible quince are a downy soft green. The beautiful flowers will come later.
I love pansies.
The blue tits visits are less numerous, it happens every year, they must be busy nesting.
Our first asparagus shoot.
The radish and salad is making an appearance.
The forget-me-nots have arrived, self-seeded in the borders.
At least someone is working.
a french garden 
