Because we have focussed on settling the cats, unpacking and finishing the renovations, the garden has had to wait for tender ministrations. Today we are forecast heavy rain, so I thought I'd attempt to tame the very overgrown and neglected strawberry bed before the deluge arrived. This is what it looked like at 7.30am New Year's Day.
Two hours later, and significant digging behind the frame to remove long grass, it looked like this (ahem, not much different)
I didn't find any strawberries, but in the process of digging out long grass behind the frame, I found these
So, the first wise saying of Coneysthorpe in 2014 is "When you look for strawberries, sometimes life gives you potatoes"