The End Of March ‘It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk on that long beach Everything was withdrawn as far as possible, indrawn: the tide far out, the ocean shrunken, seabirds in ones or twos. The rackety, icy, offshore wind numbed our faces on one side; disrupted the formation of
The first months of the year have flown by and thanks to a broken laptop (never keep your cuppa near your laptop, folks!), writing deadlines and a couple of snow days, I’ve been unusually remiss with my The Year In Books blog posts. Still, less time on the laptop has meant more time with my
Every February, we declare a Snowdrop Sunday, searching out swathes of snowdrops in one grand garden or another. It’s one of my favourite days of the year, filled with the promise of spring.