Unfortunately that usually means it gets worse before it gets better! Somehow every single pot with dead twigs gets dragged out from behind the greenhouse to be prodded and probed. Is anything alive in there besides vine weevils? A few sad bulbs? Or can we reclaim the beautiful pot for one of the three-hundred plants we seem to have acquired over the last few weeks!
Don't get me wrong, I love sunny weather. It just makes me want to start things in the morning that I can't finish unless I want to frazzle to a crisp!