The other day I was out walking. It was double-digits-temperature, blue-sky, puffy-cloud sort of weather. A slight breeze picked up and… there it was… a whiff of spring.
Here’s how spring plays out for me.
First, the sarcococca, the sweet perfumey, little, hardy shrubbery comes on fast at the end of winter. People pick up the smell and don’t really know where it’s coming from, the plant itself is a bit demure and forgettable looking. Then, galanthus – teeny, easily missed snow drops – and quickly, sometimes the same time – crocus. These cheery tiny flowers push so hard and it is as if Mother Nature is saying “Hello! I’m up! I’m awake! Where’s the tea?” Continue reading “Renewal”