Good recent rain. 55 mills in the gauge. Lovely fine late winter days although very frosty overnight, no water in the morning with pipes frozen.
Although the Magnifique daffodils are starting to die back, others are coming into their own. Another couple of weeks should see the garden at its Spring best. Several years ago, I planted a punnet of the miniature tete-a-tete daffs. Now there are hundreds of them.
The blue of the Winter Joy wallflowers and the red of the flowering quinces, and red hot pokers, and leucodrendrons combine well with the yellow of the daffodils.
The leucadendrons are looking particularly good at the end of winter, particularly Safari Sunset.
A surprise this time was the appearance of a lovely blue crocus. Where it came from I have no idea. I certainly haven't planted any.
I planted more Danish Flag poppies and cornflowers, more maroon coloured asters and light blue campanulas.
The Mt Franklin Grevillea had come to the end of its lifespan, must be 15 years, so was lopped, giving the viburnum room to breathe and show off its white flowers. Unfortunately not a perfumed variety. Also the perennial yellow lupins had grown into small trees and needed to be tied up.
The Snow in Summer (Cerastium tomentosum) was starting to crawl over everything so half of it was pulled out. Salvias, Hots Lips, Pineapple Sage and Bog Sage, were all chopped back to new growth.
Cuttings were taken of a red and white flowering Sims carnation and more campanulas potted up.
Another rhubarb was lifted and transplanted, this time into the vegetable plot, with loads of manure.
The last of the roses, the climbing Gold Bunny, received its pruning.
I again spent half an hour on the sprawling Portuguese Laurel in the paddock. I wonder whether I will ever remove it completely.
