Flowers are now decorating most of the graves. Grown up daffodils aren't out yet, but dinky ones are, and now I wait for squill, which ought to be next to emerge but who the hell knows this spring. I'm half expecting coconut palms to suddenly spring forth from the ground, allowing the dog walkers and tired runners to refresh themselves with their abundant milk, and enabling a bounty bar factory to be built next to the new sports centre.
There's plenty of blossom on the trees now, and more birds are beginning to play rough - I've been watching magpies engaged in aerial chases today. Spring is moving along apace, and then what? By the end of March it will be over, and what of the early bees and bumbles and butterflies? What will they feed on?
There's more to think about than me being relieved I've not had to cycle to work in the snow and ice.
All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 05.02.16
|Crocuses like spears|
|Something emerging here|
|Flowers are on the graves|
|Another floral grave|
|This is the purple veined variant|
|Sunlit Polish war graves|
|Sports centre and a weather front|
|The Blue Lake, serene|
|Tree surgeon at work|
|Ducks on London Road Pond|