Flowers outside and in.

There are signs of approaching spring all about the garden but I can't, as yet, feel too much enthusiasm for being outside. 

There is plenty of work to be done and everything looks so scruffy at this time of year.

Blossom has been marked by bad weather

and birds have attacked the crocus flowers.

Moss swamps the mounds of thyme

and bare branches on the trellis look unkempt.

My citrus trees, all under glass, are struggling. I've taken the fruit from the lemon tree and pruned hard back. I would hate to loose it as it was a present from my father. It has been providing us with fruit for many years.

It's nicer to be inside.

In the sitting room a little pot of 'tete a tete' is a cheerful sight. (It came free with bags of compost from my local garden centre.)

I love white flowers.

In the dining room the walls create a good foil for strong, vibrantly-coloured flowers.

Last week Heidi, one half of the Young and Fit, our fabulous holiday companions, popped over to see us. She came with this beautiful bouquet,

and every day

it becomes

even more

beautiful.

Flowers are so uplifting. Thank you, Heidi!