Today has apparently been the hottest day in April for 70 years. Irrespective of statistics, it has certainly felt more like high summer than the rainy season. In fact, my soil is now bone dry.
Never mind, the compost heap is suddenly going like the clappers and the rhubarb has grown from nothing to this
in just three days. Presumably, the pine mulch has kept some of the moisture in and hopefully it will help the crown produce lots of delicious stalks over the coming months.
In the spirit of summer, I have also sown some cucumber and butternut squash. The latter are seeds taken from the squash I bought in Saint-Malo a couple of weeks ago. So, if they germinate and produce, my holiday will live on.