Look closely - can you see?
A lamb. This to me is proof that spring is definitely on her way!
I was working in the village today - there was a bitter chill breeze with the lightest rain. The type that floats in the air and never reaches the ground. By the time I got to the garden, I was covered in sparkling droplets and my fringe stuck to my face.
A couple of hours clearing over enthusiastic ivy - a thick unruly carpet of tendrils strangling sculptures, shrubs and trees followed by the pleasure of planting spring flowering primula in little drifts of hopeful colour.
Then, this afternoon, another garden, windswept and wild. Moss chased the breeze and galloped up and down with a silly grin on her face with her fur being blown backwards. Sheltering beneath a large native hedge, quietly weeding and finding bulbs popping up, ferns unfurling, cyclamen emerging, all through the thick layer of mulch I piled on last autumn. They all seem so happy and vibrant and cheerful.
I also finally managed to finish the traditional stone wall I'd started in autumn, not a huge wall but a small curving one, distracting the eye from the two compost bays. The snowdrops, planted last year, are absolutely glorious. I must remember to mark the clusters which I can divide and spread - they are too beautiful to keep just in one spot.
Tomorrow's weather is promising to be vile, but who cares - I shall be working the glasshouse, I have loads of annual seeds to be sown. We need to get the 'bee garden' going before the kitchen garden bees wake up.
Anyway, enough waffle, time to shut the laptop and go to bed. Oh - did I tell you I saw lambs? Woop woop!
And.... the vile weather has just landed, I can hear a howling hooley outside *yay* 🙄