So this week has been changeable to say the least, we’ve had a massive range of weather, it snowed, then it was sunny and then we had a weather warning for rain yesterday (which actually wasn’t too bad where we are) and then today we are awaiting storm Jorge, with an orange weather warning for wind from midday until tomorrow morning. The weather is so unpredictable, but I know it’s the same in many places.
Then it melted and then it snowed, melted, snowed, etc. Then it was just really wet.
This is the septic tank in case you were wondering…
But you know what, in spite of the wet and cold and snow, there are plants coming up, which I think is awesome. I haven’t got a picture of the rhubarb, but I ‘ve decided rhubarb is brilliant. It’s wet? It’s cold? It’s snowing? I know I’ll sprout and grow – yeah! But if I look carefully in the garden there’s some self seeded corncockle coming through already and the daffodils that I planted are growing and even signs of tulips coming (and they’re in a very wet part).
I love finding these signs of life, new things, growing, despite horrible weather. From what I remember, it will all change very quickly, primroses will be growing all over the place, foxgloves also, celandine at the sides of the paths. Then it will all change again. I want to keep a sort of nature diary that records all of this, new plants coming through, different times of the year, all perfectly planned by God, growing at the right times.
Then there’s the birds! The swallows will be coming back before long. They’re something else, it’s lovely to watch them swooping and flying together. Spring is coming. Honestly. But for now, we’ll enjoy what we’ve got.