These mini daffodils cheer the way to spring every year.
About
The life and thoughts of Freda Marshall, a retired Church of Scotland minister living amongst the mountains and glens of Argyll.Pages
Weeding
The weather has not quite tempted me into weeding the garden. I have been weeding files instead. There just is not room for any more filing cabinets. In fact, it is truly amazing how much detritus the files have collected over the last few years.
I guess it is that time of year – spring cleaning. Oh no!
Quick thinking
When one sees the dreaded cat of Dalamory parading round the back of the house carrying a dead mouse, the quick thinker dashes to the cat flap (in the front door) and snibs it shut.
Foiled again, Fox.
Workers of Dalamory
The joiners arrived today and have done about half of the remaining work needed. The shower still has an appearing and disappearing leak ) don’t ask – you just have to be there.
Anyway, there is progress of a sort. I did think of taking a photo of today’s workers, then decided not to shame them.
Oyster catchers
It is a joy to see these happy birds back again.
Dates of Easter
Or strictly speaking…… this is about dates of Easter in the west; Orthodox churches use a different system.
A bit of Google searching reveals some interesting facts about the dating of Easter:
Easter is the Sunday after the first full moon on or after 21st March, supposed to be the day of the spring equinox. This year the moon is full exactly on 21st March, and so Easter is on the following Sunday.
Apparently, the last time that Good Friday was on 21 March was in 1913, and the next time will be 2160
Thus – it is no wonder that yesterday felt odd to me. The moon was indeed full, the wind moaned and screeched, the windows shuddered and the cat-door creaked back and forth – the Chief Brigand said to Antonio, “Tell us a story” so Antonio began. “It was a wild and stormy night and the brigands sat round the camp-fire. The Chief Brigand said to Antonio, Tell us a story, so Antonio began.” “”It was a wild and stormy night and the brigands sat round the camp-fire. The chief brigand said to Antonio…….
Sorry about that – I got diverted into more memories from childhood.
Birthday girl
It does not seem right to have my birthday on Good Friday. However, the weather reminds me of an incident round about my eighth birthday. I was gazing out at the snow and in a strop – all because my mother would not let me wear a summer dress. I was busy telling her that it was the first day of spring after all. Nowadays I wear more and more layers. And today the weather is alternately hail, sleet, snow, gale, darkness and the occasional burst of sunlight.
Sighting
Sighted yesterday – a swallow. Yes – really – a real live swallow. I thought I had seen one earlier in the week but put it down to imagination. The trouble is, it is too cold for them just now, especially overnight.
The Passion
Caught the second episode of The Passion on BBC TV last night. Very compelling. Worth visiting the website for some background information.