Well, what a crazy mix of weather we are all experiencing. From the biting northerly winds, chilling everything in their path, to balmy sunshine, tempting us outside to inspect the garden. One bonus of the cold snap has been the prolonged hellebore season; our bell roses are still strong and vibrant, acting as cool, sophisticated chaperones to the dashing young daffodils. On the bee-bank, our snowdrops are returning to the green after a spectacular display, their energy driving downwards to the root bulbs in preparation for a well earned rest period. This rest is essential for the plants to replenish in readiness for next year's season. I often marvel at nature's wisdom and can't help thinking that we would be wise to follow suit, giving our bodies time to rest and heal naturally.
The pond is peaceful but will soon be a hive of activity as the spring cycle begins. In preparation, locally there are 'Toad Patrols' to look out for, and assist, toads crossing the roads and paths on their annual pilgrimage to their home breeding grounds. These cheeky amphibians are creatures of habit, and just like the infamous Mr Toad, they are extremely particular about returning to their roots, their own Toad Hall! Hopefully, in just a few weeks, the pond will resemble bubble wrap just below the water's edge, and we will be able to watch the cycle from frogspawn all over again. A wonderful rite of spring!
