There’s snow in the forecast for tomorrow and the landscape
is deep in its winter snooze, but the first whispers of spring are emerging
and they always take me by surprise.
Long before the big burst of lavish spring colour, the white flash of a
snowdrop and the modest delicacy of hazel catkins catch my eye as they start to
appear in the hedgerows. The Welsh name
for catkins is cynffon oen bach - little lambs’ tails. Appropriate as they
dance in the slightest breeze.
Also – collected the post this morning to find a nice fat
envelope that rattled when I picked it up – seeds! Just a few packets of tall heritage peas and
some outdoor pickling cucumbers, there’ll be plenty more in the post over the
next few weeks.
Now where did I put that snow shovel…???
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