This is the first year that I can remember seeing both bees and moths throughout the whole winter, and on several occasions ladybirds.
The side lawn looked beautiful this morning, the sun was shining brightly and the grass was covered all over with sparkling dew drops and dozens of daisies all open and turning their pretty yellow centered and white edged faces to the sun.
Each morning we are greeted by the song thrush singing loud and long, he also does this each evening, and one afternoon last week he treated us to an additional concert.
The garden is already full of the signs of spring, walking round I found three different catkins, the first I spied on the silver birch, second on the hazel and third on the garrya elliptica. I know if I walk down the lane tomorrow I shall find a fourth type, the alder catkins growing prettily together with last years cones and their red tipped female flower on the branch nearby.
Flowers in bloom are the last of the snowdrops, a gathering of pink self seeded hyacinths, yellow, white and maroon primulas and primroses, huge sweeps of pink and white hellebores, the red tinged, green flowered helleborus foetida, yellow winter flowering jasmine, deep pink and strongly scented viburnum bodnantense and daisies.
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