The sun is shining

The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the flowers are coming out! Can it surely be spring?

It's almost spring

It's official, it has been the coldest winter since the last Ice Age, or was it Ice Age II: the meltdown, I always get the two muddled up. Anyway, there were signs of life in the garden this week.

One in the form of bulbs

and the other in the form of ...

Some people will do anything not to the recognised on this blog

and as for those hiding in the potting shed

Not very fantastic Mr Fox

There was sad news in the garden this week and it had nothing to do with the weather. A fox got into the chicken coup in the dead of night and killed all but one of the chickens. As Bridgette contemplated what to do with the solitary hen (apparently they don't like being introduced to new mates) there was suddenly a shriek from the end of the garden as one of the girls found another of the hens alive and well. This cunning chick had foiled Mr fox with an ingenious escape route. The plucky survivor is pictured above with Bridge.