The start of spring
So Christmas is finally over.
Technically we should have removed the decorations a few days ago, but we sort of forgot. It’s amazing how even after a few days, things become part of the scenery and you don’t notice them any more. That’s the way it was with the decorations. It wasn’t until one of the ceiling streamers fell onto the guinea pig that we realised they were still up.
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or not, but now that everything is packed away and the house is back to its usual scruffy self, the weather seems to have become warmer. Is there a correlation between mean daily temperatures and the decor in this house? It wouldn’t surprise me.
I’m not a winter person. I hate it, to be honest. Its only redeeming feature is that it is followed immediately by spring, which is my favourite time of year.
Spring seems to be showing its face particularly early this year. Already the snowdrops and the daffodils are showing, and the sap is rising in the trees. Even the birds seem to be friskier than usual.
One of the few things I do like about the winter is our weeping birch. This is a magnificent specimen tree at the best of times, but in winter it takes on a different aura.
We floodlit it.
Not a very good photograph, but it was freezing at the time, and I wasn’t going to hang around.
You must admit – it looks nice and mysterious. The little statue fountain adds to the mystique. Looking out on that scene is one of the little pleasures of winter.
THAT should have been the cover of whatzizname’s book. Instead of a head. I get the whole correlation thing, but trees, fountains and sex sell.
Maybe so but isn’t the correlation between trees and random thoughts just a little obscure? It would have looked nice on the cover though. I’ll use it for my next horror novel?
Lovely tree. I’d love to look out of my window and see that instead of bloody sheep! We planted a weeping willow near the bottom of the driveway last year, and we’re hoping one day it’ll drape itself over the gates as you drive in. If we can pay the mortgage for that long!!!!
how lovely, sugar! we have a big magnolia tree in front of our bedroom window. at night it casts the most beautiful shadows on the wall. xoxox
Lovely! It beats the conifers in my garden hands down – even though they are covered in blue solar lights for disguise!
It is a beautiful tree. I planted it myself about forty years ago when it was just a tiny sapling. I’ll shove up some more photos at some stage.
My neighbour has half a dozen floodlit gum trees and they look wonderful, I just wish they dropped their leaves only once a year!
I’m glad you shaved Mrs. Waterson under the tree… good timing given the rise in temperature.
F’sake though… I could do without having to chase me potted plants around the garden! Some wind.
Mrs Waterson? I like that name. Mrs Waterson she is. Or should she be Mrs Waterstone?