Every day I pop outside into the back garden to go into my summerhouse to pick up my work supplies, and very rarely do I stop to have a look at the garden - firstly because I haven't got time, and secondly it's just tooooooo cold.
Well, today was different. I was so pleased as my little primrose's I planted back at the end of August are still flourishing. As silly as it sounds, it made my heart skip - for a number of reasons. You see, as much as I like Christmas I struggle getting through the winter months, and as I get older I resent the winter months even more. Primroses signify spring, birds' singing, bulbs and those much awaited longer days. Don't get me wrong, I'm certainly a 'glass is half full' kinda girl, but boy seeing those primroses this morning really did lift my mood.
Isn't it amazing that despite nature going into hibernation, you can still get glimmers of colour.
I salute you, primroses!