Curiouser and curiouser
What simple animals we are at heart. The sun has just – briefly – come out for the first time in ten days or so. For a moment the kitchen was flooded with light, the daffodils blazed in their jug on the kitchen table, the prism on the window threw rainbows around the room and all was right with the world. A minute later, the clouds cover the sun, the interminable snowflakes begin to fall again and my mood falls with them. Ah well. A moment of sunshine is better than none at all!
Climate change experts tell us that we can expect our weather to be increasingly unpredictable from now on. (They predict the unpredictable, in fact.) Local, short-term, unscientific evidence would seem to support their view. Last spring was very curious: after a mild wet winter with storm force winds we had an exceptionally warm March which brought greenness and flowers much earlier than usual. This March, it still feels like winter. The sycamore which looked so inviting to sit under this time last year…
is today gaunt and grey as the wind whips snow through its bare branches.
Brrr. However, we have escaped the ice-storms and freakish snowdrifts that have cut off parts of the country and have brought misery to farmers and livestock: our daily snowfalls seem to melt away as quickly as they arrive. This afternoon’s whiteout was gone from the fields within twenty minutes.
And there are plenty of signs that spring is ready to let rip just as soon as this curiously snowy weather warms up a little: green bluebell shoots in the woods, leaves breaking out on the elder bushes.
How we will relish spring when, at last, it comes.
Icy lochs, swans and an early wedding featured in March 2010, in a portent of spring.
P.S. Thanks to those of you have discovered Dancing Beastie through Kate Davies‘ wonderful blog. There is, alas, no knitting here: you’ll find trees and deer and the occasional bit of crafting instead. What we do have in common is recovery from brain injury and a love of bouncy black dogs. Keep in touch!