The Transplanted Gardener

And so we begin again

The garden is never really out of flower, although it waxes and wanes. Our garden begins the spring display like this: It starts with tiny bursts of purest white until the dark soil is covered in chalky drifts. Then a sudden splash of vivid rose from a clump of Cyclamen coum appears. And in the blink of an eye, the lawn crocuses - tommasinianus and friends have erupted in an array of purples and pinks.