Well, it did seem to be the case, sitting indoors listening to the rain, yet again, pattering against the window. Looking out at grey skies can really dampen the spirits. But then again, the view from the French windows, had to produce a glimmer of cheer.
The sight of Garrya elliptica’s beautiful long catkins, like icicles, led me to venture out with iPad in hand. Never mind the rain!
So glad I did!
I was heading right to the end of the garden (how brave!) to the Woodland garden, hoping to find the first signs of Spring there.
En route, I paused to take in the perfume of our Mahonia japonica – a sniff of early lily of the valley!
Then on through the Allotment to revel in the sight of this year’s rhubarb poking through.
And then reaching the Woodland, to discover all that I had hoped for!
What with snowdrops, perfume and the promise of joys to come, it’s not so bleak at all!
The Long Garden Path 