The weather at the weekend was glorious, and I took the opportunity to re-pot my fuchsias which had been overwintering in my greenhouse (well green tent). I only lost one fuchsia and a begonia, which really isn't bad.
After all the hard work I had a recline in my recliner. It was hard to concentrate on my book, when I could look up at the pear blossom, and clear blue sky. The Junior Cat (Marshal Ney) had a lovely bask. Hurrah for a south facing garden!