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Having welcomed in the New Year, I am filled with optimism for the coming months. However at this time the garden is decaying before my eyes.  Most of the plants in the beds have collapsed in a browny mushy heap and there is little sign of life.

Now is the time for tidying up when the weather allows.  I try to leave this job until the last moment as the last of the seed heads, berries and fruits still provide essential food for the birds and wildlife.  Blackbirds feast on the crab apples, robins follow me looking for the odd worm or insect, goldfinches and tits search for the remaining seeds on the echinacea.  The garden may be sleeping but I am excited for the months to come.






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