Even if winter in February is so harsh...

My grandmother used to say: 'Even if winter in February is so harsh, we'll be given two days of spring, at least!'

And today was one of those days...
The little bit of snow that remained melted away in no time, and there they are... all those small signs of the approaching spring:
The common snowdrop is opening it's buds, and suddenly you see the leaves that have unfolded everywhere: Salad burnet, dove's foot cranesbill, hairy bittercress....
The gentle leaves of rough chervil, in the earth under the hawthornhedge that is speckled with the remains of the sunflowerseeds I fed the birds with.

In the flowermeadow I discover the first primrose buds, and I find the first plant of St-Johnswort that came to my garden on its own.

From now on, there will be a rapid progress I guess, since everything is seriously delayed.

Posted on 18 de fevereiro de 2010, 08:41 PM by annetanne