In the first weeks of the year, our hilltop has seen extremes of weather.
It’s that time of year when the blue skies are once more reflected on the ground, as the earliest of the blue flowers make a comeback in the garden.
It has been wet. And windy. There have been torrential hail storms, and the sullen skies have been raked by fingers of lightning, cracking and booming. The garden has been laid quite low.
Last Sunday, a blaze of sunshine lured me – and my furry helpers – into the garden from breakfast until dusk.
A second wave of the Narcissus ‘W.P.Milner’ bulbs that I planted last autumn has sprung up in the back garden, several weeks behind those in the front garden.
Another cold but dry weekend with a bitter south-easterly wind saw us wrapping up warm again to spend as much time in the garden as we could.
Our Rijnveld’s Early Sensation daffodils were sparkling in the sunshine today. With blue skies and hardly a breath of wind, it was a perfect February day: a welcome change after the recent torrents of rain and fierce winds.
For the past couple of days, we have seen welcome spells of sunshine, amid squally showers where the brutal winds throw rain horizontally at the house.
Fresh snow continued to fall for the first few days and nights of this week, creating whirlwinds of white beneath the brooding skies.
No fresh snow fell overnight, though all night long the tireless winds blew about what was already on our hilltop.