It seemed that spring had arrived last week with warm sunshine and clear days and the tractors were out working in the fields. Then we had sleet on Sunday. Wind and rain on Monday.
But there are so many plants coming into bud or pushing their way through the debris of fallen autumn leaves that spring really must be on its way. In the yard the cockerel dances and flaps before his harem of hens while the ducks coquettishly dip their heads as they follow the drakes to the pond, only to be mercilessly ducked and held down by the drake as soon as they reach the water. We’re down to the last of the leeks in the vegetable garden and there are seed packets waiting to be opened for the next crop of vegetables. Even the sun is trying to shine this morning.