Day 1 of the hundred day project

It is Easter.  Instagram is full of beautifully styled Easter trees and chocolate eggs.  But in amongst all that loveliness I came across a post on the #100dayproject which stood out somehow.  The idea is that for one hundred days you should do something in the garden every day and that, however small it was, it would make you connect with your garden and make the garden feel loved and lived in.  I wondered if I could combine something like that with my blog which also needs attention from me to feel loved and lived in so I thought I would give it a go.  I am not promising myself to post every single day because I know that we will have time away when both the garden and the blog will be out of reach but I will see how I go with a little bit of garden and a little bit of blog.

I really wanted to start today because it is the 1st April and that seems like a suitably new day/new month/spring sort of fresh start.  That was the first problem because I have spent the last few days poleaxed by a heavy cold and a hideous sore cough which has kept me in bed for some of the time and inside all the time.  I thought I might have a few minutes outside just to see how it felt so Ian and I went out for a wander.  I hadn't said anything about the project because I hadn't really decided whether I felt well enough to do it but Ian came to the rescue by offering to plant out the very last of my tulip bulbs.

Yes, I know it the 1st of April and that they should all have gone into their pots in December or January.  I shared a bulb order with a friend in the autumn and got the daffodils and crocus and scillas in straight away.  In December I did most of the pots which live outside the holiday cottage and the house but then cold weather, snow, colds and new grandchildren just got in the way.  I found the ones that remained sprouting in a cardboard box in the utility a couple of weeks ago and planted most of them in a huge container and crossed my fingers.  But one pack still sat sprouting sadly on the shelf in the wooden greenhouse.  "I'll put those in for you if you like" Ian said.  So he did while I sat on a garden chair coughing and blowing my nose.

So there we go: Day 1 of the #100dayproject.  Not pretty, not styled, may well not come up but you have to start somewhere.