We’ve just had over a week of nightly snowfall and daily melting. At least the skiers are happy! But spring is on it’s way. As we’ve been walking the dog, we’ve noticed just how laden the hazel trees are with catkins and the willows are going yellow- all of this showing through the snow.
The birds are arriving too, in the last week the Chaffinches are singing, along with the first SongThrush, and this morning, I saw the Robin has returned the bird table.
We walked alongside the Mur today and could see patches of green and a first few yellow flowers, and surprisingly, maybe because the river is so low, a smell of ozone- making me think of walking by the sea. Wonderful!
Maybe we will actually have a green Easter despite the green Christmas!