Norton Conyers is now awash with spring colour, but of course we are now almost too busy to appreciate it. Each week we must divide up the mowing duties, either on the tractor, using the hand mower or the strimmer, a beast I have used only once, there is still time for me to accidentally sever a really good plant so fingers crossed that practice makes perfect. The battle with the rabbits still continues but personally I think that they have won this year, they have managed to chew through the wire netting we placed around the hedge and now have many more hiding places in which to mock us from. Shandy flushed a big one yesterday, it was almost as large as herself but that didn't deter her, she chased it until nearly dead with exhaustion and then spent the rest of the day sulking because she didn't catch it. Meanwhile the blackbird in the dahlia crates has hatched some young, mum doesn't seem too upset by our presence but I dare not take a picture for fear of causing a problem. The rest of our time is spent hoeing whilst ever we can see bare earth, but at the rate the plants are growing now that will not be for long.
"I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs"
Joseph Addison
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