Shades of last summer.
It’s been a tough week. So when I ventured into the garden this morning to hang washing out, I was heartened to see that the first snowdrops had appeared.
A small yellow flower had just pipped them to the post though; I think it’s a double primula. It looks a bit bedraggled and sorry for itself, but the colour is startling and most welcome in all the gloom!
And here’s another snowdrop picture, taken this afternoon in Derbyshire. Just because I like them!
… today feels more like this.
Which is fine: it’s autumn!
There’s a very new, very small pond in our garden. Raw at first, it filled gradually with rainwater. Then, before we had even decided what to do with it, nature began to move in. First, there was a huge yellow frog, which didn’t stay long.
Then a beetle.
We bought some plants to improve the pond’s appearance, but also for oxygenation purposes.
Great excitement ensued when we found that two frogs had taken up residence; their activities are monitored with immense enthusiasm. That shivery feeling when they emerge in the dusk to go hunting! Laughter as they plop back in. Of course, we also hope they will keep the slug population under control…