The weather has been extraordinarily good. I have been quite diligent in the garden. Nevertheless, my little corner of paradise is not-little, and, head down, bottom up in a nettle patch under the apple trees, or fiddling with little tiny seeds in the raised beds, or lazing by the barbecue I seem to have missed something happening in between winter and summer.
I could swear that the last time I looked at that patch there was nothing there – today it’s three foot high.
Everything is in full bloom like June. Unfortunately, that includes the nettles.