the last week really has been the arrival, unequivocal, of spring…it can retreat into a cold patch, we can get a frost, it may rain hard and long again, but if it does it will be happening in spring, rather than this hot dry patch belonging to the tails of winter
the blossom can be erratic, bud burst an unreliable indicator, but the animals like their kip, and when they stretch out and begin to unpack themselves you can be pretty sure it’s finally here
