It has been a peculiar week, mainly because there was a touch of normality about it. We had a friend round for a film night and on Wednesday I did a talk in Waterford, the first for two years. To show how little I have been out I didn’t even know that the new bridge to bypass New Ross was open! And then the plumber came yesterday to finally fix (I hope) the mouse damage to the water pipes in the loft.
Of course these are not normal days. I fear the events of the past week will have profound and long-lasting effects on all our lives. I am sure we all wish the Ukranian people a quick and peaceful resolution to this travesty and I hope the West can do something apart from wring its hands. I find it ironic that Ukraine has an admirable President who used to be a comedian whereas the UK has a prime minister who is a joke. But enough politics – I just could not ignore Putin’s attack on the Ukranian people.
On to more cheerful things. A pot of bulbs, that was planted last autumn, is brimming with colour so I thought I would show it because I had to take photos of the planting.
It was planted in layers with tulips first and these just covered in compost so I knew where they were and then narcissus were planted above and between these.
Once these were planted more compost was added and then I planted a ring of crocus around the edge. Now all did not go quite to plan because a few days after planting a dog from next door (which has acres of field to run round) decided to dig up the bulbs. I hurriedly replanted them but the crocus and daffs were all a bit mixed up and the six wallflowers I had in the top were replanted.
All looked a bit mean over winter but now, as the sun shines, ‘Tête-à-tête’ shows why it is the most popular of all daffs. And at least you can see it at all stages. I think there were 20 daffs planted and the same of crocus. The tulips are still to bloom.