Time to get some winter colour for the urns, and for the strip of soil in the front of my house! 


I'm not usually in England in the winter but now that I have officially retired I want to have something colourful to look at while I have my meals at the kitchen table, over looking the garden. We are lucky to have a twice weekly market in  Bury St Edmunds. Today I bought  wallflowers and yellow pansies for the tiny front garden patch of soil. For my back garden  I chose white cyclamen, followed by white and purple stripped crocus and double dwarf daffodils for the urns (at eye level), on either side of the steps up to the 'top garden', which gives me a view of birds splashing in their birdbath, after the



giant wood pigeons have had their drink! My little garden is very green with shrubs and groundcover and is only about 25 feet square! It is very shady, a mini-jungle, with autumn colour provided by amelanchias,  alstomerias, busy lizzies and  begonias.  
 I picked the last of the green trusses of tomatoes and put them in brown paper bags to ripen in a drawer. I will reuse the soil the tomatoes grew in, mixing it with some new compost and the last of a bag of topsoil, for my urns. 



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