It’s still pretty cool and the woods pretty ‘stick-y’ here in the northern kingdom. But hope of new life and springy loveliness has begun to burst forth. Locally, we have recently discovered the delightful Cambo estate that specialises in the cultivation of snowdrops. The past few weeks they have been in profusion – there are little clusters just outside our gate that the wee one exclaims gleefully about each time we pass them. So on the weekend past, we finally got to take a stroll in the magical wonderland of Cambo gardens.
I am also totally taken by the tiny perfection of the minature irises that are popping up everywhere. In our neighbourhood in St Louis there were several large beds of standard sized irises that bloomed in early summer that I loved. But these wee treasures are bursting forth now and come in so many nuanced shades of blue.
Yesterday was another sick day at our house – the wee guy has been ill with something or other for about 6 weeks now, and consequently no-one has done a full week of work or nursery since I began at the university three weeks ago. It has been tough…but he is still able to make a little trek to the gate even with the direst of lurgies. So we were both delighted to discover this teeny clump of snowdrops halfway down the drive on our wander yesterday. Spring, you are VERY welcome!