Baby Wrens and Toads

 The weather has been wonderful for the second part of the Easter weekend. But at night the temperatures have plummeted. I have been covering up all my seedlings every night using a light fleece. We have held back on planting out potatoes and sweetpeas.

The canes are up and ready.

Mabel will be the guardian of the sweetpea  row this year.

They are ready at home, but I am not taking any chances with my precious plants.

 

Yesterday I completed the shrub bed thank goodness .... not my favourite bed to tidy up, crawling under shrubs and being stabbed by phormiums. 

 

Steve discovered that the eggs had hatched .... the wrens built their nest in a compost sack in the polytunnel. He disturbed it accidently. We hoped they wouldn`t abandon it. They didn`t.

The babies are minute. 

 

I noticed the protective carpet over the dahlias was lifting. I decided to investigate. This is what I found. Has it been there all winter?

 

Alongside, the dahlias were shooting wildly. At home I have potted on a lot of tubers ready for a head start. They are still in the greenhouse.

 

The first yurters were enjoying the farm and garden in the sunshine. I also heard a guitar strumming gently as I worked.

 

Tim and Anne were busy preparing for a change-over, trundling by on the workmax.

 

At home I spent some time potting on the tomatoes. They are colour coded for varieties. Unfortunately I lost one of the naming labels but should be able to deduce which one it is.

 

And I finished this puppy dog which looks like it is weathering a storm.

 

Incidently the craft stall is up and running in the Wool Barn.

 

Hope you all had a lovely Easter.