Tilly the terrier and the Happy Moonraker have loved watching spring unfold even more than usual this year. After that wet and muddy winter, a week or two of dry weather is welcome.
Snowdrops, primroses, daffodils and, my favourites, narcissi, have done well.
Fruit tree blossom has possibly been the best it’s ever been, and there are lambs, bluebells and wood anemones wherever you look. The persistent cold wind seems to have put off the more sensible butterflies from appearing so we’ve only seen one or two: small white, brimstone and a brave peacock.
There have also been some heavy frosts so anyone with a low-lying garden in a rural area unfortunately had their magnolias and then wisteria spoiled. Salisbury’s city centre ones did well. They are protected by buildings.
Lambs are everywhere, and it is lovely to see how active they become at the end of each day, leaving their mothers’ sides and gathering together for fun and games. A friend who keeps a few sheep next to her pony paddock has been surprised by several twin births and, for the first time, one group of triplets so her midwifery and post-natal skills have been put to the test.
The farmers are now keen for some prolonged rain, otherwise there will be a lot of stunted crops.