February in our courtyard garden

Over the past few weeks I’ve been dreaming about our garden and planning what I’m going to grow this year. Our outside space is a shady courtyard garden, it’s a unique urban space sheltered by the wind and our own peaceful haven in the city.

At this time of the year I enjoy noticing the changes occurring in our courtyard. The light levels improve, there are new visitors popping by to use our space, and there are small buds forming across some of our plants, all signalling the garden waking up from its winter slumber. It has been a really wet winter so our space has been really damp and grey. I didn’t get round to planting bulbs last autumn so our space has been looking in need of some love.

Our courtyard is rather shady making growing plants sometimes a real challenge. I’m gradually learning what does well and not so well in our urban garden. Over the years I’ve had many gardening disasters but also some great successes. This year I’m going to embrace our space and try again to make our garden productive and a fantastic space to spend time in.

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Embracing the year so far

We are nearing the end of February, the evenings are getting lighter and blossom is appearing on the trees. The year is already passing by at speed and spring appears to be on its way. After weeks of rain and storms things seem to be calming with more frequent sunny and dry days brightening the week.

The past two months I’ve been using the time for reflection and for planning the year ahead. The month has been busy and I’ve tried hard to embrace the year and everything that has arisen so far.

I’ve been…

Travelling…

At the end of January Mr C and I took a refreshing holiday away to the Yorkshire Dales, our first holiday away since May last year. We certainly needed it and forgot how good it was to escape for a week away. We had a lovely trip and stayed in a converted barn with our close friends. We enjoyed days out stomping in the countryside, seeing waterfalls, caves, amazing landscapes and pretty towns. Afternoons of drinking tea, eating cake, reading books and snuggling next to the log burner became a regular routine.

 

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