When I used to work this was the time of year I longed for from the time the clocks went back at the end of October - daylight at the end of the working day. These last few glorious spring-like days have really lifted my spirits (and everybody else's I'm sure), and it is so wonderful to find that daylight is now lasting past 5.00 pm. In six weeks time it will be light until 8.00 pm (helped immensely by the fact that the clocks will go forward an hour at the end of March), and I can't wait. Then full steam ahead to mid-summer and daylight lasting until 10.30 in the evening. I can already picture sitting outside and enjoying the summer twilights with a cold drink and a barbecue (if this summer is anything like the last one that probably won't happen - but it's nice to dream.)
Everything in the garden is now coming into bud, and today, whilst walking back from the station (had to accompany poor P to the dentist in Billericay - a root canal filling, very nasty!!) I spotted daffodils in full flower, what I think was a hawthorn bush covered in creamy white blossom with the leaves just waiting to pop open, and a clump of beautiful little violets on a grass verge. As my Dad used to say "spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the birdies is?" Actually, I do know where they are, flying about and twittering like mad things in the garden trees.
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