Signs of spring, emerging underneath a beech tree. Golden aconites, dew-wet snowdrops.
Boisterous dogs, sleeping ones. Wet tongues and cold noses.
Details from a small Northamptonshire town.
A station platform, silent at dusk. Breath condensing in cold air.
Farmers' market tulips, to brighten a friend's new home.
And tomorrow is Monday again.
Those snowdrops are divine. A sure sign that spring is on its way.
ReplyDeleteWe have red tulips just like that in our garden. Well, we will... in a month or two!
what a brilliant, though slightly messy job, to deal in CAKE (yes please) corn (meh...) seed (meh...) and manure (errrr, no thanks)?! imagine if you got them mixed up! I dont think it really means cake, but imagine being a cake dealer! what a job.
ReplyDeleteAconites are so underrated!
ReplyDeleteSpring really is on its way here in England isn't it - I keep seeing tiny signs too!!
ReplyDeleteLet's hope this forecast snow is minimal.
Have a great week
xx
A lovely weekend!
ReplyDeleteLove those snowdrops!
ReplyDelete