What a mad few days the weather has provided. Saturday was glorious – even hot! Then the wind turned and blew viciously from the north. Pots and garden chairs blew around the garden. Yesterday I had to repot some big houseplants and it was like hanging out washing on a ship – compost flying in my face and plants and their pot covers whirling around me in the gale. But the two days of wind calmed last night. It should have been a warning.
The sun rose with a big smile on his face this morning, streaming through the window. I looked out to find the window was frosted – with frost!
The garden has been rushing along, optimistic and innocent of the cruel twists that lay in wait. Well it has had a rude shock.
Lilies stand with limp leaves and hostas are floppy and covered in ice crystals.
Fortunately, the frost was not too deep and everything in the polytunnel is OK.
I am sure that most plants will recover and I am worrying too much but it just seems a shame.
* to those who don’t know the phrase ‘Cast ne’er a clout till May be out’ it refers to a winter hat and to not stop wearing it till May is out. Whether that means till the month of May is gone or until may blossom (crataegus) is the subject of regular debate.