I've a bit of a soft spot for February; might be something to do with it being my birthday month I suppose. It's always felt a bit special. The days are a little longer and the birds are singing again.
Why is it then, when spring is in sight that I'm thoroughly fed up with the month's trappings of winter? It takes a stretch of the imagination to see beyond the drab browns and greys that cloak the landscape and appreciate that things are indeed stirring.
We have snowdrops in abundance and the first primroses are out too. A celandine has been spotted on a sunny bank. Early last week Heather 'loosed out a ruck' of tiny lambs and their watchful mothers in the little triangular field across the lane. Spring flowers and lambs; all this is good. A promising start.
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Yes, a promising start indeed. And Happy Birthday! Gorgeous snowdrops, but why do so many of the early spring flowers hang their pretty little faces downwards? It's possible why I always think of snowdraps as shy plants. We have banks of them now too and they are looking beautiful.
A very Happy Birthday from me too. A x
It's such a treat to see those first signs of spring - little dots and dashes of fresh colour in the dull brown and grey. February can be a long month for one with so few days - lovely to have a birthday in there, just when one needs a reason for some fun.
I've spotted Snowdrops and crocus at the roadside so far. No daffs, but we have some in the garden (we cheated as they were grown at te school Mum works at!).
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