Slightly less than 2 months ago, my garden looked like this:
What a difference now!
First came the snowdrops, followed by the crocuses, then the daffodils and now, everywhere I look, the garden is bursting into life. This is definitely the time of year when it is at its best. The bulbs and the blossom give a glorious show of colour, before the summer-long battle with the weeds really hots up.
It's a huge amount of work and I don't always devote the time or effort which it requires, but, having spent 12 years in a small, mid-row, back to back terrace with a tablecloth sized patch of soil, I am grateful for my garden!