“Keep your faith in beautiful things;
in the sun when it is hidden,
in the Spring when it is gone.”
– Roy R. Gibson
February is kind enough to bring sweet whispers of spring; hope in the form of snow drops and aconites bobbing their heads in the late winter winds and rains.
The park is still dark, despite glimmers of sunshine we’re still walking under cloudy skies and in cold temperatures but it hasn’t stopped the natural world moving forward like it always does so faithfully.
The slightly lighter mornings have beckoned me outside a little earlier. One morning I took a slow stroll by the river and through the woods to be greeted by a beautiful mistle thrush guarding her territory as a flock of green finches chatted loudly in the trees above. I have to admit I gasped and stood watching for sometime, they seemed beautifully unaware of of my presence – or just knew I was a friend (smile).
This month we’ve witnessed life in pairs; two robins in the gardens, two squirrels stealing from my bird feeders, the male and female great tit flitting around the front of the house along with Mr. and Mrs Blackbird and we were strangely delighted to watch two drakes fighting for the same duck on the river; we’re not sure who won!
One evening we miraculously managed to get our whole family out for a walk together with our dog, Eli – we all stood in awe listening and watching the great spotted woodpecker knocking for attention on one of the trees above us, wonderfully choosing his tree in our regular tramping ground.
The catkins are peeping out and fluffing up nicely, a lovely sign of spring being just around the corner when we’re still getting snow forecasts on our weather apps!
Great tits, blue tits, long-tailed tits and cute stripy headed coal tits are regular visitors to our feeders at the front on the house – we still (quietly) squeal with delight and grab the camera when they’re tucking into our seeds and peanuts.
The greenery of spring bulbs are rearing their lolloping leaves amongst the snowdrops, the crocus are spreading colourfully across the grassy park hills and the pathways are brightening up beautifully.
I’m learning to lean into the lingering winter but my heart is definitely longing for spring.
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