Saturday, 18 March 2017

Not lambs. Better!

A morning spent playing in the garden, the Solent being a bit breezy. This is evidently the magnolia time. Stellata varieties are well out with the tulips just behind; crowding in on the daffodils and primulas that have only had a couple of weeks of spring to themselves. The last week has been particularly mild, bringing on the camellias, launching the bumble bee queens as well as a host of other insects. I was very surprised to find a large slowworm just outside my front door, taking advantage of the slight warmth of the concrete path before slipping into undergrowth when I disturbed her.

We took a short walk to the sea front at Hurst Spit this afternoon and poked our heads above the shingle bank enough to confirm that the decision to not sail had been a wise and well informed one.

Back in the car-park I noticed that the black Skoda in the next bay had a peppering of sulphurous green pollen coating all of its angles and faces. The shape seems more stealth fighter than aesthetically pleasing to me. It must live somewhere under a willow or a hazel hedge. The windscreen wipers had swept the film from the glass and left it as a yellow stripe on the off-side; a colourful addition to the stark outline.

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