Snow Drops and Hazel Twigs
10th February 2014
Despite the recent storms it seems Spring is waiting in the wings with a keenness to enter the stage and take her part.
The boulder covered valley floors are sprinkled with the white drooping heads of Snow Drops. Whilst all around there are trees hanging with the wagging lamb's tails (Hazel Catkins).
The trees and stone walls are a live with Dunnock, Chaffinch, Great Tit and Wren. They are all seemingly busier and more excited than they were just a week ago. The sun is out, the wind settled and the temperature warmer. If only, if only......this is an unsettled time, but full of assurance and declarations.
The boulder covered valley floors are sprinkled with the white drooping heads of Snow Drops. Whilst all around there are trees hanging with the wagging lamb's tails (Hazel Catkins).
The trees and stone walls are a live with Dunnock, Chaffinch, Great Tit and Wren. They are all seemingly busier and more excited than they were just a week ago. The sun is out, the wind settled and the temperature warmer. If only, if only......this is an unsettled time, but full of assurance and declarations.