Last Sunday I spent the morning in the garden. The weather was reasonable and all those little jobs were waiting to be done.
First on the list was doing some hand-pollinating on the apricot tree. I know, not a lot of fun and just a wee bit anal, but the low temperatures mean that bee pollination is not guaranteed.
Luckily for me I was about a third of the way around the open flowers when I realised I had some help.
Good enough! No need to get in the way of the experts.
Earlier in the week we had found some vegetable seeds in one of the Asian supermarkets near the university, so job number two was planting these out.
I had chosen seeds that would be able to bear the cold temperatures, Chinese celery, also called mitsuba and a short white radish, that grows to about 20cms.
I also planted out my old garden boots. Yes, they had done their job and while the uppers look quite OK the soles were completely broken and holey. These now are planted with chives, that came free from a magazine cover.
And while all this busyness was happening I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. At last, our nesting spotted pardalotes have arrived. Once more our large compost heap has been pressed into service for these tiny nesting birds.
This is one gardening service we are happy to provide.