It has been so warm and dry here for the past few weeks. The hair has been standing on end with static electricity and every time I touch something metal I get a shock. So it was quite a relief when today a misty drizzle enshrouded us and for the first time in ages I stopped sending out sparks.
The rise in temperature was deceptive and the urge to get planting was irresistible. So against my better judgement, some plants and seedlings were bought and planted in honour of Spring. Even though the rest of the country may regard the 1st of September as the beginning of Spring, it does not reach the Midlands until at least mid-September. But we were enticed by the warmer weather and nature soon let us know exactly who was boss by sending us two frosts in a row that killed off all our new seedlings and budding plants.
But there is life in the garden, and in the old girl yet!