Mosiac

I am in love with March.

A month full of surprises.

Blue skies and sunshine,

Snow, rain, sleet.

Warmth on our faces,

Wet soggy boots.

Glimpses of lambs through hedges,

 tiny buds here and there.

We have run, we have walked,

we have learned, we have talked.

Mosaic

Oh February you are a hard month to bear.  Cold to start with, cold at the end but in the middle warmth accompanied by heavy grey skies.

It seems that the poem we read for Candlemas was right....

If Candlemas Day be fair and bright

Winter will take another flight

If Candlemas Day be cloud and rain

Winter is gone and will not come again  

...we had a fair and bright day on Candlemas

I had hoped that I would be showing you lots of sign of spring today but there are few in my part of the world and the light this month has not been conducive to taking photos.  So I offer you a lone crocus and a few hardy primroses from my garden, I am always amazed that flowers this delicate looking shows us their beautiful blooms in the snow, and the snowdrops which are everywhere and have lasted for weeks.

Perhaps March will be the month for signs of spring?  I do hope so.

Mosiac

I set myself the task of finding colour in January.  When you really open your eyes and start looking it is amazing what you find!

Colour everywhere.

So what, I wonder, should be my task for February?  I was thinking perhaps the hints of new life?

Any suggestions?

Mosiac

December, the first official month of Winter slides us in gently with its merry cheer, its festivities and its colour.  So whilst you enjoy some cheery festive colour I am off to find some colour for January........

November

November.  A month of fading colours.  A birthday celebration.  Candles at breakfast to give us light.

They have been replaced with the white of snow, the deep green of the evergreens, the brown of the plants and the blue grey skies.

The colours of the seasons are beautiful when we look them out.