I love winter, there is something wonderful about a cold, bright winter's day or being able to draw the curtains on a chilly night. That said, the novelty does wear off so its so lovely to see those early signs of spring gradually appearing. The snowdrops have almost gone, the daffodils are in full bloom and the primroses seem to be in real abundance this year.
We were lucky enough to be able to walk on the South West Coast Path in north Cornwall this weekend (something we used to do a lot but has become a rare treat these days) and being out in the countryside really enhanced some of the more subtle things that can so easily be missed in the hustle and bustle of everyday life. The tree and shrub branches, bare and sad looking for so long, now have a green hue to them as the leaf buds start to appear, the blackthorn is bursting with delightful little white flowers and there is a delicate but unmistakeable aroma of gorse flowers. In a very sheltered spot I even discovered a couple of violets, and best of all was a field of lambs, just old enough to leave their mums' sides and leap and play around with each other.
It made me wonder what it must have been like in days gone by, before the benefits of central heating and supermarket deliveries, when so many people scrapped a living from the land. The winter months must have been so tough and each of those tiny little signs so welcome. This year, I'm determined to get out and about as much as possible and notice the little things that make this time of year so special.
Today is the Spring Equinox so the days are going to get longer and the weather warmer - hopefully! - from now on. Its seems an appropriate time to take a deep breath and publish my first blog post. I hope the longer, warmer days will continue to provide me with inspiration.
With a slight feeling of trepidation, I've turned Comments On. I'd love to hear what you love most about spring, but I'd also appreciate any comments you have on this and future posts.