Today was the first frost of the new Winter, at least in London anyhow. Willing to bet my mate Lyndsey up in Tayside has been freezing her arse off for a month already. Comment that it's been two months in 3... 2...
So it touched the lawn but not the beans. It also bejewelled those bloody weeds that keep invading my lawn, so presumably this is the time to make a serious dent in their numbers.
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| Sparkly lawn! Alas for the hole in the bottom corner there. |
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| The beans are coming along nicely. |
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| Scarcely kissed by the frost. |
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Take THAT ya bastards!
That's all good, but today I also found that I had something to be really proud of. The roof of the arbour was covered in a thick layer of frost but not a drop touched the seat. That must mean that a) I got the roof seals spot on, and b) that I've successfully sited it for maximum shelter from the worst of the cold. Happy with that!
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| Frost |
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| No frost! |
Really chuffed with that. Right, I've got a day off tomorrow so I'll be racking the cider. Wish me luck!
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