Darling buds of May are being roughly blown yet again. This latest onslaught has lasted several days and has caused damage. The little crab apple tree has now no leaves let alone blossom. There is an end in sight according to the weather forecasts but the sooner I can get a wind break at the end of the garden the better. Lots of small things have contributed to a general feeling of unease. Maybe the grim reaper has been too apparent lately and this morning for the first time my dog did not want to get up. I knew how he felt but for him its ground breaking stuff!