Well, it was January and very wet. No gardening to be had. I was away in February, then when I returned in March, it was still wet. Very wet.
The worse thing though was that all the daffodils in our whole garden have been eaten by deer. Usually the large back hillside garden in covered in daffodils that have spread over the life of the house. In our side garden we have the little narcissi that Wordsworth wrote about. You can see and read about them here.
In our main garden we also have daffodils that I've planted myself.
This is the culprit.
|Deer looking down at me from the top of our garden|
Oh, the woes of gardeners! I'm not alone . Every gardener in Grasmere has a similar tale. It's dispriting.
Shall I even bother to plant anything this year?
Watch this space............