No room at the inns (or in the greenhouse/polytunnel)
Spring needs to arrive! Now! I’ve had enough of the Winter dragging its’ heels in a last ditched attempt to stamp its’ authority over every one and every thing. My greenhouses are full to bursting, as is the school Polytunnel, and there are seedlings in the house impatiently awaiting potting into the next size pot, thereby freeing up the first size for the recently emerged residents of the propagators. Continue reading