We seemed to experience every season in a single week. Some days were pleasantly mild, with coats abandoned altogether, while on others we were piling on extra layers to keep warm. There was drizzly rain, along with a couple of frosty nights.
Late frosts always seem to arrive just as the potatoes begin to grow, so the question this year was whether the potato tops would survive.
The strawberry plants are covered in flowers too, but would the frost have blackened the centres and ruined the fruit?
We made another trip to Stillingfleet Lodge Nursery to collect plants for our second border.
It was shaping up to be a busy week, balancing work on the allotment with Ruby’s walks.
A warning if you choose to read on — this post is very photo-heavy, as the camera has had a particularly busy week.
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