but the all important difference being it is highlighted with openings of blue sky and sunrays in between the dank grey rain and damp haars from the estuary.
What a wonderful wild time of the year if like me you enjoy stormy winds and listening to them which I do with a relish but I must say 100 miles an hour gusts are pretty scarey even for me. I have never personally seen trees up rooted until now and it is a very sad sight. But despite all this ravaging most of the nests I know are still intact in the tops of the trees. So unless the tree falls they stick like super glue.
Early wildflowers such as the delicate primrose and cowslip are showing themselves amongst the daffodils and snowdrops. Amongst the multi coloured crocus, yellow is the predominent colour for February.
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| Goldfinch |
One night last week, just at the very moment of opening the bathroom window the ethereal resonance of honking geese passing overhead could be heard echoing for ever around the neighbourhood. What a gift at the end of a grey day.
But spring has definitely sprung on 1st March for the birds. The males are splendid in their vibrant colours and are courting madly with existing partners or new ones. Even if they partner for life it is still essential for courtship.
Every evening there is the joy of watching the last pair of birds of the day, the robins quartering the ivy together before the gloom finally closes into night and the songs of the blackbird and thrush send them to roost.
"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.." Emily Dickinson
