Ok, it is March. Which means longer days and the start of seed sewing for the garden. Last year I focused on flowers and a small, two bed, veg patch as a start to see if I could really get into this gardening thing. This year I am upgrading to an allotment, which means more seed sewing than ever. All of this does make one impatient for full Spring weather, so here are some lovely bulbs to tide us over in the meanwhile.
The river sweats
Oil and tar
The barges drift
With the turning tide
To leeward, swing on the heavy spar.
From T.S. Eliot’s ‘The Waste Land, pt. III (The Fire Sermon)’.