This should be the BEST time of year. (No... that really isn't Christmas - that's the worst time).
The leaves are unfurling.
Poplar leaves in our garden.Poplar leaves in our garden.
The ground is drying.
The ladybirds and bee-flies are sunning themselves.
The celandines are filling ditches.
The hedgehogs are waking from slumber.
The mornings (and evenings!) are getting lighter.
The days are now finally longer than the nights.
Bluebells will be with us in a fortnight or so.
And swallows too.
The warmth of the sun almost literally warms your heart at this time of year.
But 2020... well... seems quite joyless right now.
We're lucky we have a big garden I suppose - a garden where our boys can play and see and touch all kinds of amazing stuff (from frogspawn to hedgehog poo - I know, I know... we're weird - deal with it).
Stay safe grapple fans.