Spring comes a peeping

A quick nip into the garden during a break in the weather and we already find evidence of mother nature waking up from her winter slumber, although it is still a slow sleepy waking, like a cold weekend morning when there is nowhere pressing you need to be.

The festival of Imbolc, or Candlemas is only a few days away now and after a couple of weeks of slowly getting back into a routine and enjoying the hibernation feeling of that post-holiday madness, I feel ready to start putting forth my own fresh new growth.

Like the snowdrops just peeking through the snow

 it is time to begin.