A week into February and it feels like spring has arrived. Was it just me or did you notice how much warmer it felt in the sunshine, how the birds were singing and it’s still light at 5pm?
After a couple of months in hibernation, I’m starting to feel a renewed energy to tackle projects in and outside the home. Our garden has been looking rather sad since the building work finished and this weekend we started working out what we are going to do with it.
There’s lots of grass that needs sowing and a big stretch of ground riddled with tree stumps that needs the attentions of a mini digger (I think Jim is secretly quite excited about this) There’s shrubs and hedges to plant, lots of stuff to take to the dump and round the side of our house I’m plotting a big project to transform a rather unloved yard area.
To get us into the mood for it, on Saturday we spent some time helping out at the work party in our local community woodland. Theo always loves the chance to lend a hand (in a small way) and be rewarded with a mug of hot chocolate and some homemade flapjack. If he’s lucky he sometimes gets a ride in a wheelbarrow too.
At the start of this month it was two years since we moved here, officially the longest we have lived anywhere. We’ve never really got under the skin of a location before. Just as we made friends and established a rhythm we were ripped away to start afresh. This year there is a certain delight in knowing what is coming and having friends and neighbours we will share our year with. I am itching to get out on the water, but I also want to spend time at the beach and sitting on the pitch cheering on the village cricket team.
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