I spent the weekend by the sea and by my boyfriend. I drooled over his Dad's strawberry patch, a local organic garden, mocked his gardening efforts, saw penguins and went in a hot air balloon.
At 9am on Sunday morning I woke my Dad with watering instructions.
I came home to see stuff in the pots doing well. Everything is pretty much how it was. The lavender and dahlias have grown a little. The chives have grown a lot. I'm really, really, really pleased with them. The seeds haven't popped up yet; no sunflower, basil or coriander.
Out in the back some of the wildflowers are starting to poke up and the pink is getting stronger. The bunny has nibbled a few leaves. She also tried to tunnel to next door. The daft rabbit.