I know I say this every year, but I really do love spring. After all the dreary dull dark nights and days, it’s so lovely to see the evenings staying lighter for longer.
It never ceases to amaze me how nature, despite what destructive weather conditions are thrown at us, somehow manages to shine through, with that little patch of ground here and there which manages to survive, and even thrive.
This time last year the UK was suffering severe heavy snowfalls and freezing temperatures. If this weeks weather warning was anything to go by, then the last two days, here in the West Midlands would have been chaos. But instead this morning we have kind of left winter behind and moved into what is termed as the ‘Spring Season’, although officially the first day of spring isn’t until March 20th, and I’m happy to say so far still no sign of that snow…..phew. a sigh of relief (but I still dare not hold my breath, just in case)
Spring is described as ideas of rebirth, rejuvenation, renewal, resurrection, and regrowth. And in the past few days it has proved itself to be so true. Whilst out with my camera on a couple of mornings this past week, I saw at first hand those signs of renewal and regrowth. The newest little buds forming on trees and bushes, the first of the crocuses spurting up from the sodden ground, and of course the rebirth as the local ducks are showing signs of nesting and very soon in the coming months will be showing off their broods of young ducklings.
Have a great weekend everyone, and thanks for stopping by.