The Garden in Winter

These are the snapshots I took of the garden we inherited when we moved up North. I thought the gorgeous rime frost in the pictures was worth recording. At the time, I had done a little to sort out some of the planters that had been left behind in the garden but I hadn't decided to sort it out properly.

As you can see from both pictures, the previous custodians of the house had been great gardeners and there is, albeit neglected, a lovely plot designed especially for garden bird. I have slightly mixed feelings about attracting them to the garden as Imelza is an avowed hunter. However, if I follow sensible advice about minimising the risk when feeding birds, I am convinced I can create a space that is amenable to both.

Therefore, motivated in part by the efforts of the nice people next door and also inspired by the example of the allotment aunties, I decided eventually that the ugly slab of concrete was crying out for a container vegetable garden and the rest - lawns and a number of beds - would also need to be taken in hand.