So, just as I was sowing a few trays of vegetable seeds and contemplating getting my potatoes into the ground, it snowed.

It’s the lambing snow. Every year in March or April it happens, apparently, just as the lambs are born. Poor things. My seedlings have visibly shrunk back into the soil in horror at the prospect of emerging into such sub zero temperatures.
I feel so cruel tempting them into germination on a heat pad in the caravan only for them to swiftly realise the reality that they’ve been born into..

I’m hoping for milder temperatures and a break in the rain and sleet so that I can carry on preparing the raised beds and get a few hardy things out there. It’s bitterly cold out there at the moment.

The polycrub is supposed to be being installed next week, and at the moment the site that it will sit in is a bit of a quagmire.
Mud everywhere.







