Here we are into July already…..one month of winter gone….we’ve had wintery weather to go with it too…..wet days and dry days…..cold grey days when you wish you didn’t have to get out of bed. Days when you are thankful for being retired and not ‘having’ to be responsible…..for anything or even anyone. Nights with strong winds and teeming rain.
Then days when it’s been dry enough to do a little bit of tidying up in the garden – a garden sorely neglected over this past summer. This past week we had sunny days, days comfortable enough to not have the heating on – sunny and comfortable enough to gather up the energy to give the roses their annual haircut.
I can’t help but feel a little lighter in mind and spirit when I notice signs of life out there. Things that – unlike me – rise to the occasion during these cold months.
Blurry photos of early Jonquils- Narcissi- Winter Iris…blowing in the wind. Taken a couple of days ago.
They don’t seem to ‘see’ the weedy grasses that shouldn’t be where they are or the old fallen leaves on the ground around them…….or even my old enemy, the bulbous Oxalis that spreads across every open spot it can find.
Of course it’s early days still – winter stays around much longer. Spring doesn’t arrive here until September!
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Ode to the West Wind – Percy Bysshe Shelley