Well, not much yet, if the truth be told. There are some welcome signs of spring: snowdrops and a few other spring flowers popping up. Not enough sun, though, to bring out the bees or encourage a crocus flower to open. Much mud in place of grass, with the accompanying danger of slipping every time I brave it to hang out the washing!
Last year I bought one single winter aconite flower to plant in the garden (some whimsical thought of an ‘early-spring’ corner); it hasn’t reappeared though, so on impulse I thought I’d try again with some new ones. There they are, all seven of them, with the snowdrops, bedraggled but alive – just.
I know I should have researched them and planned it out properly. Perhaps they’re in the wrong place, or don’t get on with snowdrops. But when I saw them I couldn’t resist; they bring back memories of the first glimpses of spring on childhood walks.