Blue skies, creamy yellows and the buzzing of bees
Well there’s no doubt about it. It’s Spring. And what could be nicer? Blue skies, pink blossom and fresh greens everywhere.
One of my greatest pleasures is foraging and I’ve already picked handfuls of wild garlic. Best made into a pesto and served with pasta. Next up will be nettles, and I’ve plenty of those in my garden! I’ve bought all my seeds for the kitchen garden, but (as usual) I’m running a bit late and I haven’t planted anything yet. The soil is warming up and I’ve no excuse.
"Daisies are jostling for
space on my lawn, and bees
are bumbling around looking
for pollen on the bright yellow
dandelions in the hedgerows."
Everything seems to be bursting into life; I still have a few Violets in flower, and the Primroses are bursting with creamy yellow. Daisies are jostling for space on my lawn, and bees are bumbling around looking for pollen on the bright yellow dandelions in the hedgerows. One of my favourites is back under an old oak tree, wood anemone flowering among bluebells which haven’t quite opened up yet.
Looking through the photos on my phone, they’re pretty much all of flowers. I found a wild cherry in the forest which I must revisit later in the year, and ferns are unfurling themselves with the warmer weather. It always seems to happen too quickly and I want more time to record everything. Jessie enjoys this time more than anyone, I’m out walking and drawing more than ever and she loves it.
We have builders in the house and I’m impatient for them to finish. My daughters are not.
They have parties in the unfinished rooms and make a mess but it doesn’t matter.
A friend was staying at Beaver cottage http://www.beaver-cottage.co.uk which is attached to Cob House in Aldeburgh. I spent a lot of time there when I was a boy, and I wrote about it in my book Two Turtle Doves. So I took the opportunity to visit and it was as wonderful as I remember. One of the best views in Suffolk, miles of open skies, a dusting of Blackthorn blossom and the river Alde winding it’s way up towards Snape bridge where I had such a scare all those years ago.
"One of the best views in Suffolk, miles of open skies, a dusting of Blackthorn blossom and the river Alde winding it’s way up towards Snape bridge"
This time last year I was in Calabria in Italy (I wrote about it in this journal last year). It’s wonderful in Spring and I had every intention of going again, but the roses are all coming into bloom in my garden (Canary bird is out and my Banksia is just about ready to go). It reminds me; I really am late with those seeds so I’d better get on with planting, and perhaps try to pop over to Italy in May instead. Too much to do!