When I got home from work today, I noticed what looked like a heavy sprinkling of fake snow on the patio, so I went out to investigate.
I discovered that the local council had finally sent a tree surgeon to begin work on the small, dense strip of woodland that runs behind our garden and he had felled a large Ash tree, allowing considerably more light into the area in the back corner; The Mound.
The Mound (it’s always referred to as though it deserves capitals, at least I think so) is where two stepped walls meet at right angles, with soil banked up to a high point in the back corner.
We transformed it last year; from the overgrown, wild garlic-infested eyesore it was, into a sort of woodland glade rockery and it has now begun to grow into its new identity.
So, with more light flooding in from the hazy afternoon sunshine, I snapped some photos of The Mound and a few other bits of the garden.