Good morning from sunny and mild Lossiemouth; the sky is blue; the birds are singing fit to bust and it truely feels as though Spring is in the air.
It astounds me how the weather changes so drastically from day to day here; even from hour to hour. The snow has virtually disappeared from the hills almost overnight and the gorse is coming into flower and smelling wonderfully of coconut. I think these last few days have felt much more springlike; the primroses I planted are blooming well and the grass is growing already.
Taking the dog for his walk this morning reminded me that not all creatures that fly are on the go, the
Moles are very active and for some reason they love to dig in my garden leaving their tell-tale hills everywhere; great earth for seed trays but they have an entire field over the fence I'll never know why they choose our garden instead. I don't like to kill anything and I don't really approve of the 'thumper' things you can get, I (probably foolishly) think that it may disturb other creatures and frighten them away, so we will just have to get on together.
The rhubarb is poking it's head up aswell, I fully intended to move it earlier than this because it freaks my daughter out, she hates the huge leaves; finds them sinister.
I'm hoping that we have house martins nesting in the garage this year. Last year was a disaster for them, they reared a clutch of five babies but none of them survived, the parents seemed inexperienced and they didn't seem sure of how to feed them. The previous years had been very successful, a pair reared two seperate clutches successfully and they looked so cute all lined up on the lighting cable waiting to take off and join their parents.
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