Dare I say “Spring”?

Okay so we have had a few flurries of snow in the last couple of days & the temperature has gone down below zero overnight, but the days are getting longer & we are getting woken up earlier by the male Pheasant flapping it’s wings & calling out to its ladies (5am today) , so Spring must be coming, hopefully.

Another sure sign is the movement of plants, now don’t be silly I do not mean dancing around the garden, I mean they are coming into bud, well at least the spring ones. Though I have not seen any insects taking advantage of the brightly coloured crocus offering early nectar, at least they are amongst us. Walking around the village yesterday, keeping away from everybody of course during these confined times, I did notice that their crocus are all out fully, even some daffs showing yellow, but us further up the hills (nearer to heaven of course) are a wee bit later than those plants in the warmer climes of Blair Atholl.

If the current restrictions on movement for us over 70s gets any worse, we will most probably be glad our flowers are a bit later than elsewhere as this will give us something to enjoy in our restricted lives. As I say to a lot of folks, living in this little hamlet we are self isolated 365 days of the year anyway. 🙂

Below are some of our plants cheering up our garden at present & will keep you informed of their progress over the next couple of weeks , don’t suppose we will have much else to do.

First of all the Crocus, such a variety of colour , though the common yellow one does not seem to grow in our garden.

From the pale, nearly wild ones to——-
Deep colours.

Other plants include (& apologies if I get their names wrong).

Polmerion.
Euonymus
Pom Pom Polyanthus.
This one a bit nearer full bloom.
Daffs at least in bud.
How would Spring be complete without the humble Primrose.

All that is left to say is stay healthy , enjoy your confinement & we will get through this, with or without toilet rolls.