Thursday, 20 March 2025

Oh Ye Of Little Faith

You may remember my incredulity after I asked a group of gentlemen what they were doing digging in our snowy garden back in December, to be told that they were planting bulbs .......


..... well, I have to take back all my misgivings ......


..... because they have indeed burst forth and are currently slowly, one by one gracing our lawn with their spring time blooms.


It is not only almost tooooooo romantic of a William Wordsworth type nature, but it has also lifted our spirits with the promise of warmer days and glorious sunshine ahead, after a long, bleak winter.


Our only worry now is that our company gardeners don't come on their large, industrial mower and run roughshod over them, as was their want when our  beautiful, wild cowslips were in bloom a year or so back, they had no shame! 


2 comments:

Mr.D said...

Superb. Let's hope Nigel doesn't decide to protect the daffodils, when the gardeners turn up. We wouldn't want an unfortunate incident. The suffragettes come to mind...

Will Nigel decide to be on sentry duty, at night? Will he be wandering lonely as a cloud? Or, with his penchant for deep thought, will he be pondering lonely as a cloud?

Anonymous said...

Oh please no heads off daffodils - it's a bit like how hedges are cut down in the nesting season. It should be a wildlife offence. JantheFan x