Having just driven hundreds of miles of the length and breadth of England, I can confirm that, in spite of any wintry surprises that the weather might yet have in store, as far as the earth is concerned, spring has definitely sprung. I know those roads so well now, that I can asses the progress of the seasons by the flowers that bloom in individual gardens and hedgerows. Amongst the first harbingers of spring are a drift of snowdrops near Ashbourne in Derbyshire. They are planted on a south-facing slope in the shelter of a wall and, every year, seem to be amongst the very first to bloom. Quite often, their green and white freshness is lost against the last of the snow, while, half a mile away in a north facing copse, another carpet of snowdrops still waits for the first touch of the sun.
By the time these woodland snowdrops are in bloom, there are already great swathes of white across the country, brightening the shadows. The purples and sulphurous yellow of the crocuses come next, and the blue stars of glory-of-the-snow. By the time the daffodils are opening in my village, there are pansies brightening the borders and the earliest blossom is starring dark, leafless branches.
A tree-covered hillside that epitomises the clichéd ‘sea of green’ in summer and which wears deepest mourning through the winter months… now blushes rosily as buds form on bare branches. Leaves unfurl on rose and clematis, fields are beginning to glow with the brilliant yellow of rapeseed and daisies are scattered everywhere.
Fields that have borne the greyish tinge of winter are suddenly fresh and lush, with the unmistakable green of spring. Birds are nesting, and, here and there, the first tiny lambs explore a brand new world.
Home again, I look out at the mud patch of a garden, decimated by drought, snow and a digging dog, still waiting for me to find the strength, time and energy to dig the flower-beds that I miss. Its single flower-bed is bare for the moment. My roses are yet to waken. But, for once, I don’t mind. Beyond it are the fields and trees… and spring is happening. Why worry about a few feet of garden when there is a whole world of life and beauty out there to savour?
Such wonderful photos, and the lamb is a charmer. I’ve just read A God in Ruins by Kate Atkinson, a story that often mentions snow drops. Now I know what they look like – really pretty.
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They are beautiful little flowers.
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My garden has been beaten up by a recent record snowfall (for February), so I like your idea of looking beyond that small, sad patch and finding the inevitable beginnings of spring.
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There is still time for snow here too… but spring will prevail 🙂
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It always does.
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Thankfully 🙂
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Thanks for sharing such beautiful pictures.
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I like watching spring unfold 🙂
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It is so heartening
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It is 🙂
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🙏
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So beautiful! 🙂
There is nothing to compare to the arrival of Spring in the northern hemisphere. 😀
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The colours are just glorious.
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😀
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It’s definitely stirring!
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Just hope the snow stays gone 🙂
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Looks hopeful for now.
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Fingers crossed, Mick 🙂
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thanks for sharing, Jaye x
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I don’t know why, but this year Spring seems early and very special…
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I agree..It does seem to have broken early x
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but special?
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I know…you are right. It does feel that way.
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wow such wonderful pretty flowers
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Thank you. 🙂
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Such a delightful post, Sue. Beautifully poetic and alive. Thank you for the lovely photos too.. Aaahh! xx
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Thanks, Joy. I love this time of year 🙂 xx
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so glad to see these signs, thanks for such a lovely post, sue –
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I’m ready for spring now 🙂
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No lambs to see yet, but the Canada geese are pairing up.
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Not too many lambs yet on my travels.. but a fair few 🙂
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They are so cute.
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They always make me smile 🙂
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My uncle kept sheep and told me the way to tell the difference between a male and female lamb was the way they walked. I’m still trying to work out if he was just pulling my leg (I was about 6)
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You never know with stock-men 😉
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🙂
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It’s still cold and snowy here, looking forward to some springtime!
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It is set to be warmish next week down here 🙂
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Oh, I do love the spring and those photos are glorious, Sue.
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They are forecasting double figures next week too 😀
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Lovely. I will look forward to that. Just seeing the sunshine and the beginnings of spring is enough to put a smile on my face. I look forward to the lighter mornings and evenings too! 🙂
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Me too… I could do with a bit of warmth.
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Beautiful post and the photos are gorgeous!
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Spring is wonderful for photos 🙂
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Ours are still buried under many centimeters of snow, but I know there out there, somewhere, waiting. 😀
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Spring happens in its own sweet time 🙂
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The yearning for spring increases the longer we have to wait – glad that it has begun for you. We’re still waiting, alas!
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An early one when we thought it would be a severe winter… as long as the weather now behaves 😉
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Fingers crossed!
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Beautiful photos. Adorable lamb. Welcome spring!
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Oh yes 🙂
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🙂
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I love spring flowers. Always a positive sign.
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