It is another one of those “nothing” days today: no rain, no sunshine (well, the odd flicker through the clouds. A promise maybe, of a nicer day tomorrow). But what can we expect?
It’s still January but already the days are lengthening. I suppose I should take down the outside Christmas lights but I do enjoy their cheerful colours when it is dark as midnight outside. One of my daughters said “It brightens up the nights.” I agree, but the decorum police suggest otherwise, so I better take them in and return them to their normal home in the big box that rests in my clothes closet.
On Friday, two members of our so-called Writers’ Group brought me flowers. Ingrid, a soft yellow rose-bud and Anni, a nice fat collection of snow drops from what was my former garden. Welcome to my home you precious horticultural jewels!
My friends are kind, knowing how I do love and enjoy flowers fresh from their gardens.
My thanks again.
This brings me to my crocus bulbs still sitting on the kitchen counter, madly sprouting, hoping I’ll be paying attention to their dire need to get under the soil. I don’t feel it would be appropiate for them to flower lying in a saucer, half-full of water!
Tomorrow for sure.
Helen Lang has been the Peninsula News Review’s garden columnist for more than 30 years.
