April makes my heart sing when I wander around the garden.
Colour, form, growth. It's all coming alive.
My Camassia plants have doubled in size and are a beautiful blue mist.
Clematis Montana is doing her best to cover a long fence at the end of the garden. Sadly she is over so quickly. I have to make the most of her while she is at her most lovely.
The greenhouse is full of babies.
There is no room for the tomatoes to be planted until the weather is warm enough for all these little plants to go out.
There are Cosmos, Phlox, Argyranthemum, Arctotis and more.
I always wonder which rose will be the first to flower. It looks as though it could be Peace, but Zephirine Drouhin will be a close second, I think.
And finally, in a little wildish corner under the apple tree, grow my Cowslips. Not many, but still treasured. Next to them is an old favourite, London's Pride, I remember it growing in my grandmother's garden.
So many of my plants nurture the sentimental side of me.
I hope your April gardens are giving you pleasure.