Secondly I’m starting to think spring may just be starting to appear over the horizon, despite the continuing fridge-like temperatures up in these hills. A couple of days ago I took a little stroll to check on the progress (or lack of it) of the thaw in shrinking the drifts in our lane.
|The view north....|
|....and south, with the house just visible through the trees|
|The view east.....|
|...and west. At least there's some green around.|
After I’d recovered from the shock of seeing that almost all the snow still left around us is concentrated in or next to our lane, I had a wander around the back field in search of daffodils. I knew I’d seen them poking their hopeful little spears out of the grass before the snow came and then they vanished. Now they have reappeared and are even starting to show some glimpses of yellow. Who knows? We might actually have some daffodils in bloom before the end of April, and if the bench up there at the top of the slope can extricate itself from its snowdrift, somewhere to sit to enjoy them at close quarters. Hope springs eternal…..