Gardening Day.

It has been a grey misty day but I have still spent most of my time outside working in the garden. It was very peaceful listening to the birds and picking off the moss that was threatening to smother the plants on the rocky hillside. To make a change I spent the afternoon in the bog garden. There was still some clearing to do and also some planting. I moved some of the prolific scrambling purple geranium from the raised beds by the house to an empty bank and having cleared one end of the bog garden completely I replanted a creeping plant (it has small blue flowers) that had taken up residence in the gravel path. I have tried several times to establish water mint there but it has never survived. I finished my day sitting outside, well wrapped up against the damp, enjoying a cup of tea and a detective novel.