Silent Sunday⤴
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Two photos, taken a week apart, both of the same branch. Last week it was cold in the garden – bright, but not warm enough to sit and enjoy it. Today was a beautiful day – warm enough to sit out with a cuppa and read while the cats basked on the paving slabs. I think that spring is finally here.
Facebook reminded me that it’s been just over a year since I submitted my PhD thesis for examination. As I mentioned elsewhere, that feels like a thousand years ago and just the other day.
from NomadWarMachine
Spring is coming, finally. It’s been a hard winter and I think the blooms are 2-3 weeks later than last year, but looking out at my garden I see an explosion of forsythia blooms, and our narcissi and daffodils are cheerfully poking up under our fruit trees. Last October, when I was down for one sister’s 50th birthday, my youngest sister and her daughter gave me a pack of Cornish daffodil buds called “Loveday”. I don’t mention this much, but that’s my middle name (dad’s Cornish, and when mum was looking for names for me she came across this as a Cornish name). I never expect too much from our bulbs – what with the frost and the squirrels, but so far four have bloomed. Here’s one – I think it’s beautiful.
from Christine McIntosh @ blethers