The sky is gray this morning and it's kind of chilly, but we did get some rain last night and I'm glad for that. Believe it or not, even here in England things get a bit dry from time to time.
We're getting a new crop of flowers in the garden as May unspools itself -- the pink persicaria, the orange geums. There's still no sign of life from the rescued fig tree (below), but I'm not convinced it's dead. The wood seems to be green -- there are just no leaves.
See what I mean? Dave is itching to throw it out but I've appealed its death sentence and won a stay of execution, at least for the time being. (That stuff coming up around the base of the trunk isn't fig -- it's just weeds.)
We seem to be days away from seeing our first blooming roses of the year. There are some big buds on the bushes, a few showing some color, but none open yet. I will report back!
And here, just for fun, is my tape dispenser at work. Surprisingly, no one in administration has asked me to reconsider that threat.
(Top photo: A housefront near King's Cross, last Saturday.)