A NIBBLE OF SPRING INJECTS NEW LIFE.
It's Sunday today (although it might not be when I post this!) and after some pretty freezing weather today is mild and sunny. As I look out my window across, to the right, I can see one of the local foxes snoozing on a neighbour's shed roof catching up after a night of blood curdling yelps. No doubt there's a den nearby and soon, some neighbour will, like us a few years ago, wake up some March day to find some fox cubs playing in their garden. Sweet but destructive little blighters.
We were sad and relieved when our group of foxy squatters were carried away by the mother to another bigger garden to hide. All grabbed by the scruff of their necks and, one by one, carried away bar the runt of the litter which stayed in our garden, mum coming back to feed it a couple of times a day, for about a month before it could manage to jump up over the high walls via the compost bins. I could see it later, playing with its siblings in the garden behind us all summer. Always the smallest in the pack. By late summer the parents push their offspring out into the world to look after themselves but until then the parents relentlessly raid the bins around here and during the summer the nights clatter with the sound of bins being push over and foxes dragging out the contents.
But at least this weekend has seen a nibble of Spring with gentle temperatures and tentative sun. My chilli seeds are germinating in the propagator, I'm making lists of what next to sow, my seed potatoes that I ordered are on their way to me, I'm considering (only considering) that I should check out summer clothes packed away and see if any need culling and I'm waiting for my Covid vaccination to start feeling a little safer. How weird does that sound? Well weird, I believe is what one says! But that's where we are at this moment in time. Covid. We'll remember 2020 for sure. Tony has had his vaccination, many friends and neighbours have too so it'll only be a matter of time before I get the call to come and get my "jab in the arm" as old Borox likes to say. And then Spring will really, truly, have arrived for me... ...and a new normality will begin. Time to restart the blogging.
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Hurray! A couple of hours after posting this I got my "come and be jabbed" message. Vaccination booked for later this week, fingers crossed it goes well.
