You know it is spring when buds appear on the trees...Yes, I know those are not the kind of buds that you expect to find in a tree. Maybe they were listening to the sounds of nature - the sigh of the wind through trees or the serenading sound of birdsong.
These buds were spotted hanging in a tree, next to the bridge over the highway. How, I wonder, did they end up in such a location? Were they thrown there as a joke that went badly wrong, or as a protest - because they no longer worked.
If you look closely, the tips of shrubs and trees are starting to take on a different coloured hue, as they thicken and the new leaves prepare for their glorious debut.
I wonder if these earbuds will get rescued? Or will they be left there to gradually disappear, as their more natural namesakes open and gradually obscure them from view.
Meanwhile in the garden, these strange bulbs are appearing. Purchased and planted just a few short weeks ago, but already I have forgotten what they are called. However, the lack of a name does not detract from their beauty.
Snowdrops purchased at Birlingham church, were planted at the same time. These were to replace those purchased in a previous year from Birlingham church. They are still in full flower, their season extended by the late planting and cold weather. The snowdrops thought lost, have put in a late appearance to one end of the same bed. So far they are only at the leaf stage, but hopefully, they will flower before summer arrives.
Today it has been warm enough to walk around without a jacket. However, the forecasters are threatening more snow overnight, so who knows what we will awaken to!
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