Spring?

Spring is here! I am bound to regret that bold statement, but it's definite. This weekend the sky was a clear blue, the sun was warm - warm enough for me to feel comfortable without the usual layer upon layer. And there I was, wandering about the garden in a happy daze, wondering how small birds could make so much noise. Their songs filled the air. Yes, spring was definitely here.

The spirea had buds of a colour difficult to describe - orangy pink is just too prosaic, and light seemed to come from within them; the lenten lilies were more prolific than ever; green shoots of all sorts were showing themselves; even the stinging nettles were plying their trade. I had a happy time with the secateurs, snipping and pruning and rediscovering plants that recently looked a soggy brown mess.



And in a sheltered corner, by a warm south facing wall - daffodils! What a cheering sight. Even though the wind may chill us to the bone and the nights will be freezing; even though there may be snow ahead....I have seen it and I have felt it. I have faith. Somewhere hidden, spring is waiting in the wings for its cue. Perhaps "Spring Equinox" are the magic words......