A mouse took a stroll through the deep dark wood.

Spring is early and I'm excited! Is it the hormones playing up? Have I finally lost it? 

Some of you may not understand how a garden can be exciting. It should be a place of tranquility and contemplation. Well, sometimes it is, but whilst the weeds are growing all around you, rest is but a fickle companion.

However, along with the weeds, the thousands of plants carefully put to bed last year are awakening and bursting forth.

Everything is growing, from roses to bananas, from willows to weeds. Even the lotus is stirring from its murky depths, the palms are reaching upwards, the fish are yawning and the birds are bonking.

This year the changes should be stunning. Starting here. Starting now.

Meanwhile, the forest is developing, evolving, growing. The ruined gates at its entry are becoming more ruined.

Inside is a new veg patch with tractor tyres for tomatoes and strawberries, plus table and bench for sitting and watching me dig it...

and on the bench...

A mouse took a stroll 

through the deep dark wood.

 A fox saw the mouse 

and the mouse looked good.

 On went the mouse through the deep dark wood.

An owl saw the mouse and the mouse looked good.

 On went the mouse through the deep dark wood.

A snake saw the mouse and the mouse looked good.

Erm. The snake's in the post. And it's a worm. The snakes were too scary..

"My Favourite Food!" the Gruffalo said.

"You'll look nice on a slice of bread!"

OK - So the gruffalo needs a bit of work...

Silly old Phil. Doesn't he know? 

There's no such thing as a Gruffalo?

Further into the Deep Dark Wood the Gruffalo tree house has gained a penthouse.

All was quiet in the deep dark wood.

The mouse found a nut, and the nut was good.