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Very heavy frost this morning - freezing again this evening brrr.....!
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Rain and sleet today but no snow. Freezing cold though.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
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not a bad day today,. A little sun and a little cloud. Temp 8 or 9 deg.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
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A beautiful sunny day today, makes you want to go out and dig. Forecast for tonight is very cold as the sky is clear. Not finished with the winter yet i'm afraid.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
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Sunny but cool for the past couple of days. Did have a little rain tonight.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
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Weather has been lovely and sunny for the past week. Temp is up and feeling like spring.All changed today with very strong winds.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
Rudyard Kipling.sigpicComment
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A beautiful sunny day today although there was a nip in the air. Had my peppers and toms in the conservatory all day and it felt like summer there with the door and windows open.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
Rudyard Kipling.sigpicComment
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An absolutely wicked day here today. Lashing rain and cold with it. It is just miserable
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
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The most beautiful spring day today. Dug my garden and planted garlic, onions, fruit bushes and other bits and pieces.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
Rudyard Kipling.sigpicComment
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Weather beginning to change. This morning it was bright and sunny but by this evening it was freezing cold and raining.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
Rudyard Kipling.sigpicComment
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The last few days have been really lovely. Lots of sunshine although there is still a nip in the air at times.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
Rudyard Kipling.sigpicComment
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A really lovely day today. Got into my herbacious border and spent all afternoon cutting back the coteneaster and thinning out and weeding all that was overgrown. Great to be able to spend so much time outdoors as the evenings are so much brighter now.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
Rudyard Kipling.sigpicComment
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Weather has turned wintery again since yesterday. Very cold today with freezing showers of hail.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
Rudyard Kipling.sigpicComment
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Weather here sunny with a freezing cold easterly wind. Has been like this for the last few days. Plenty of bright sunshine though.
All my plants still in the conservatory as its still too cold to leave them in the cold greenhouse overnight.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
Rudyard Kipling.sigpicComment
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Weather is still sunny and bright but still a chill in the wind which is a north easterly. Long bright evenings for the gardening is a bonus.
And when your back stops aching,
And your hands begin to harden.
You will find yourself a partner,
In the glory of the garden.
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