The birds are definitely turning their attention to the idea of love. Beaks are increasingly full of twiggery collected for nest building. My feelings of spring are not so certain.
We had a quick trip into Lancaster to collect my new knee braces. On the way we pass Rylands Park with its great drifts of snowdrops steadily turning into drifts of crocuses. Another month & it will be drifts of daffodils & narcissi.
And yet I can't help remembering the snow last Sunday. The comparative mildness at the moment feels more like the warmth that sometimes comes before a snowstorm. Previously it had been too cold for snow. Certainly Lancaster had a backdrop of snow-clad Pennines.
Today we're off to the Farmers' Market. I'm hoping to get some pork & fish. It's always a pleasure & a chance to have a bit of a chat with some of the farmers.
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