The weather has definitely hampered quality time in the garden this month. It has been cold, wet and blustery. The UK was hit by several major storms, with Storm Eunice wreaking particular havoc in the south of England.
So, although I’ve been itching to start tidying the borders, they have been best left alone. The winter’s debris has provided a comforting duvet of protection from regular frosts over tender new growth…

…and a haven for insects and other wildlife, sheltering from the inclement weather.

Pockets of colour
Most of the garden is a brown-beige tangle of dead stems and seedheads, but pockets of colour have begun to shine through.

At the shady end of the garden, a few delightful clumps of snowdrops and aconites were the first of the spring bulbs to emerge.

With cheery crocuses soon joining the party.

February jobs
Although I left the borders to their own devices, I still managed to get on with a few jobs. I tidied the shed, cut down the autumn raspberry canes and planted a few more snowdrops.

I unearthed my dahlia tubers from winter storage…

…and potted them up.

I harvested the last of 2021’s potatoes, which had overwintered well outside in the sacks that I grew them in.

And started chitting new seed potatoes for this year’s crop.

I even started a few indoor sowings.

Improving areas
It was also gratifying to see some improvement in a couple of the garden’s problem areas.
Autumn-planted hellebores appear to be thriving in a previously problem area under an apple tree.

And the strip of soil next to the curb in the front garden is looking tidier after a bit of weeding and extra planting.

Lunchtime walks
When I haven’t been in the garden, I’ve taken my 15 minutes of green further afield, enjoying some short walks around my Hampshire village and along the Basingstoke canal.

In the churchyard, storm Eunice brought down huge clumps of mistletoe from the trees.

But early blossoms somehow remained intact.

And I particularly enjoyed seeing larger swathes of snowdrops than I’ve managed to achieve (yet) in my garden.

Patio pots
Back in the garden, the pots on my patio are slowly transforming, from early shoots to first blooms.

An early sign of wonderful things to come.
