The last 10 days have been a mix of blue skies, mild days and freezing mornings.
The air has felt almost spring like, with early morning birdsong and a streak of light breaking through by bedroom blinds earlier each morning.
The days are stretching until 5 in the afternoon, but don’t be fooled. This long british winter still has a sting in her tail!
There’s more biting cold to come, with wind chill taking temperatures below freezing and snow flurries again in the forecast.
As spring peeps around the corner, I am not looking back towards the winter dark. I am instead looking ahead into my world and enjoying it’s surprises.
This week I was thrilled to spot a little bird sitting on top of my hedge.
She sat and she looked and she sat some more.
I stood at my window and I looked
and I looked some more.
As I gently lived each day that unfolded, my week was further brightened by the dazzling pink of a camellia bush in the garden: heavy with buds and showing off her beauty when days are still frosty and grey.
February isn’t playing tricks I don’t think. February is being….well…just February: her songs, her colours and her daily dose of more and more light to wake me.