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Spring

The days are slowly warming and the garden is coming into it’s own.  The soundtrack is of continuous birdsong and lamb bleats – heaven.  Beside the pond is a primula denticulata
The wild flower meadow has produced a fritillery
and yes – just as we hoped, a snake’s head fritillery as well
The veg are being planted and seeds sown.

Harry

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