I aim to write only about gardening that I know, have seen, tried or experienced in any other way. If it is pure information people want to read, they are much better off in other corners of the internet. The winter is long however and subjects to write about are wearing thin in my smaller garden. What is worse is that I don’t get to do any real gardening. I truly miss it in the depths of winter. It made me think what it actually is that I love about gardening. The only other thing I never get tired of, is the company of my own family, and my pets. No matter what happens in my life, the garden is there. It is a hobby with a life of its own. You can go away for a week or two, or just be too busy to actively garden for a while. The garden will happily go on and as soon as you have the time, it will surprise you with its own development. It is the kind of satisfaction you can only get from other living things, I think.
To cheer myself up I added a little premature spring to the basket I made in November. Grape hyacinths are sturdy and will not mind the occassional sleet we are having now. All of a sudden it has turned out to be a lovely afternoon and spring feels near!
These are officially the first flowers of the new gardening season here, the winter aconites (Eranthis hyemalis). My snowdrops are in a darker corner of the garden so they need a little more time.