We seem to be somersaulting from a sunny to a stormy in one day and back again. I am writing on a sunny day but there is a wind and I can see the silhouette of bees bouncing around the garden. Watching all this reminds me of the things I forget about spring so I’ve complied a list:
The scent of daffodils. I have a small collection in a vase which were growing in the lawn and for whatever reason - dog or wind, ended up facing a weird angles due to damaged stems. My rule is such damage means they are picked and admired inside. Having them inside is naturally delightful as is the very soft and delicate scent that accompanies them.
I forget how fast cosmos seedlings sprout. I started my collection a week ago and most have emerged from the soil like some sort a little alien head. I find it fascinating to see how the force of seed growth moves soil. It puckers and spills around the husk of the seed. It is definitely a favourite thing to watch.
Dog madness - Pup pup is starting to settling down but man the dogs have been going nuts. Lots of energy and madness which always seems to occur on the day when the weather is rough and we are stuck inside. I forget that dogs get spring fever and have a little spurt of crazy before the weather settles and it becomes too hot of such nonsense.
I always forget the weather. I always forget how long it takes to transitions from winter to spring and how long it takes before it settles. I am always to keen for summer clothes and time outside while the weather has other plans.
Side note to point 4 - I forget how despite my enthusiasm I don’t get as many days in the garden as I think I will because of the weather. Spring is about being patience.
A side not to point 5 - I forget how much work the garden is in spring. I feel like I haven’t been thinking that much about taking photos or creative projects and then I realise most of my thoughts have been towards plantings and things I want to get done in the garden.
The light in the garden - again I am such an optimist about how early spring arrives and I forget that it does take a while before it is light enough to be out in the garden after dinner and take photos. It is one of my favourite times to be in the garden as the day ends. I’m almost there.
I forget how long it takes you to get over a cold or flu. I forget that whilst the chesty cough and the sneezes might have gone it still often takes another week before you get your mojo back.
I forget how the growth in the garden is selective and seems to be on it’s own clock. Some things are off and going while others are waiting for who knows what. Patches of earth are slowly disappearing but it will be a bit before I see the garden with a full backdrop of green
I always do this - forget to create enough space for my seedlings. It is starting to be a dance for space and I am thinking about how I can create a nursery outside somewhere which is frost (I am sure we will get another one) and dog proof.