I have been intending to blog about my garden since we moved in here two years ago. All I can say is that my good intentions, while often coming to naught, don't go away easily.
Here is the first picture I can find of the garden after we moved in.

Not a lot there, as you can see. By this time we had cut back all the long grass.
Slowly, it began to look like this, as I added more and more containers.

And then a patio was added. And more pots.

And pansies. Always pansies.

Then there was a shed at the bottom. And Wayne came along and finished off the landscaping. (Do you call it landscaping in such a small space, I wonder…)

And there were more plants.

And courgettes.

Tomatoes.

Slowly the garden took shape until today, this is how the pots are looking.
Penstemmons from seeds sown last year and self-seeded nigella. There are also a few violas in there.

In the garden, this is very striking but it just isn't photogenic.
There's a fig tree in there somewhere - about a foot high. ;)) Maybe next year it will show itself - these half-price offers in Wilkinsons are not to be missed.

Chopped the heads off the top ones, but you get the idea.

Begonias really are show-off plants, aren't they.
This one has suddenly blossomed.

And these are at the front of the house, more show-off begonias.

And I realise I haven't got a photo of pansies. You will never believe how many pansies I have now - it's like the Forth Bridge, no sooner have I finished dead-heading than I have to start again.