Thursday, 24 March 2011
Everything's Jumping out for Spring.
I did a spot of wardrobe tidying this morning, discarding ancient clothes, putting Winter woollies away (hope that is not too optimistic!) and reorganising and checking whether I need anything new. Then I did an hour in the garden, carrying on with tidying the front flower beds - and what a lot has come into bloom since yesterday.
Tulips which were bought for us by our dear friends in The Netherlands (and where better to receive bulbs from?) have opened overnight and are showing their colourful faces to the sun; anemone blanda shows her vivid blue daisy-like blooms; large bobbles of primula denticulata in all shades from white, through lilac to dark purple; last but by no means least this absolutely exquisite lenten rose.
After lunch, my daughter-in-law (I am so lucky to have such a thoughtful one who regularly takes me out now that I can't drive) took me to an art exhibition and on our way back we spotted this huge aircraft coming in, as we suspected, to drop a line of parachutists. I can't think of a better day than today on which to float through the skies on a parachute.
Finally into our little market town where K persuaded me to buy some long shorts, or short trousers, which ever way you look at it - calf length. I protested that I was too old but she virtually pushed me into a changing room and when I put them on I knew that she was right!
A lovely day - Spring has definitely made an early visit here in the Dales - alright it may not last and tomorrow it may well be wintry again but who cares, Spring definitely has the upper hand and is winning. There is a lovely poem about the fight between Winter and Spring - I think it is by Roger McGough - I shall have a look for it before tomorrow's post. Have a nice evening.