Brighten up your day with Sue Grant’s weekly updates of what’s happening early doors in her garden this spring.
“Butterflies and bumble bees, the stars of last week’s gardens. Admittedly, not at 6.45am in mine, but certainly later in the day. Spring had really arrived. Wooden benches were scrubbed down, the tarpaulin cover taken off the garden table and the pond – ah yes – the pond.
“Last week’s picture showed chaos and destruction, but just look at the pond now! The restored fountain bubbles down across the rocks, the pots of water lilies lie deep below the surface waiting their turn to shine, and the frogspawn … oh dear, the frogspawn may not have survived its traumatic journey from pond to bucket to greenhouse then back again. There’s not much sign of the slimy remnants that I tipped back in. Time will tell.
“The undisputed stars of my early mornings have been the woodpeckers. They announce their presence so clearly, ‘drumming’ firstly in one old oak tree and then in another at the far side of the garden. Each morning I have listened in delight as they answered each other. They can’t be nesting yet, as they don’t seem to be working on the same tree. I follow their undulating flights as they explore the area. They are so high up, and there are so many old, weather-beaten branches that they could be working on. Flashes of black, white and crimson red, then they’re gone again.
“Then came the frost. Very short lived, before most of my acquaintances were out of bed. The moss covering the lawn sparkled, covered with a layer of caster sugar. Within minutes it melted away under the rays of the early sun. But it stayed cold over the weekend and I suspect that the tiniest of my garden birds, the wrens, will have spent the nights back in their favourite roosting place, the old swallows’ nest.
“For me, next week’s challenge will be to spot where they are building their nests. Plural. Hopefully more about that next time.”
See all articles from Sue Grant’s column about what’s happening early doors in her garden.