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Update
5 weeks and 1 day on and my ankle is healing well. I am still wrapped in tubi-grip but the pain is not so constant. Sitting with my leg up is no problem on rainy days, but not so good … Continue reading
Waiting
Not long now till my favourite time of the year. Come March – my Birthday Month, in case anyone has forgotten – the signs of spring are evident all around: crocuses, buds swelling on the bushes, birds getting vocal … Continue reading
Promise of Spring
This is typical of the views around the village at the moment. The promise of spring is in the brighter green of the mosses and the swelling at the ends of the trees. Catkins are even appearing on some of … Continue reading
Enforced break
It is good to be back in blogland again. The last week or two have been an enforced rest, courtesy of power cuts, email cuts and blog-hosting problems. It is strange how unsettling it has felt, and now that all … Continue reading
Catching up
The good weather has been replaced by typical Scottish spring weather: big black clouds, thunderplumps and brief periods of sunshine. And at the same time there have been two seismic shifts in the world: the death of Osama bin Laden … Continue reading
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Hard Winter and Spring
Here is the sign of a hard spring – the deer are constantly foraging around the house, and they are still coming into the garden. Misty is very funny, she growls and rumbles low in her throat and quivers with … Continue reading
Signs
Three snowdrops, five crocus/es/i – all in places too awkward places to photograph. Unmistakeably signs of an approaching spring. Let us not dwell on the possibility that it won’t actually happen for another two months.
Spring at last
Misty had her first paddle in the river; there are wood anemones in flower under the trees; a pair of blue-tits have set up house in the newly re-erected bird-box; and I was enticed out into the garden for an … Continue reading