Been tidying up the garden this week. Firstly because 30 members of the Montgomeryshire Farming Women's Club came on a visit. And secondly, because top blogger, Blamerbell is visiting tomorrow. If I'm ever going to get my own 'Monty Don slot' on Welsh TV, I'll need to impress such a rising star of the journalistic world.
He will be stunned by the Cornus Controverta Variagata, which has never looked better. Its a pricey plant to buy (£50 for a 8 inch pot) but every garden should have at least one. Blamerbell will be equally impressed by the Pieris Formosa 'forestii', which hasn't been touched by late frosts this year.
The garden needs a cat (or two). Since poor old Smokey died last year, we've been catless - and the rabbits have moved in. Not so much that Smokey killed them all, but he did deter them. Bit like the case so many people make for the return of hanging. If only we can finish off the outbuilding conversion, my mother in law can move down to Cil Farm - along with Andy and Doody. Two in the eye for the bunny huggers - and a reprieve for the echinacias.
Its great to have more time for the garden. But I must remember that when a hobby becomes full-time, it cease to be a hobby and loses part of its attraction.