It’s been months since I have written on this blog. Today, I felt the urge to jot down a post, perhaps to upload later. The garden is looking somewhat bleak, just a few daffodils poking through soil. The sky is grey; this isn’t one of those bright, crisp days. There is nothing tempting me outside at the moment. Simply making plans, sitting by the warmth of the stove seems a much better option.
Recently, the weather has got warmer; there’s a real sense of Spring in the air. It’s hard to believe that only three weeks ago, we had enough snow to bring chaos to the roads. On the Thursday, we received a text late morning to say School was closing. Obviously, the children were excited; they spent the afternoon having snowball fights and dragging each other down the garden on the sledge. More snow fell during the night. On the Friday, buses were cancelled and School shut again. My children made the most of time away from classroom lessons; the boys, in particular, played out for hours from breakfast onwards, building dens and snowmen (experimenting with blue food dye to make eyes). But the sun shone periodically; standing outside I could hear a constant drip, drip, drip as the thaw began. For a few days after, the ground was frozen solid making the walk to school slow and tricky. The last patches of snow took a while to melt but our larger snowman has finally disappeared into a pool of water and I don’t think we will have more of the white stuff now until later in the year.
The first snow of the year arrived on Saturday night. On Sunday, we opened our bleary eyes to one of those slightly muffled-feeling mornings which seem to accompany the white stuff. The children were eager to get outside and play, though my daughter didn’t last long in the cold. While the weather forecast predicted snow again later in the week, it hasn’t appeared and, what we had on Saturday night has now mostly melted. Today there are just a few icy patches scattered about and I’m thinking about how surely it won’t be long until the snowdrops I planted will appear and then the daffodils.
Recently, I have woken up to the garden looking magical and fairytale-ish, covered in thick frost. Amazing how frost can make even a leaf from a strawberry plant look beautiful.