This weekend was the RSPB's Big Garden Birdwatch, when members, supporters et al are invited to spend an hour watching for birds in their gardens and reporting numbers sighted. Having hung around at the window for various spells and seen two wood pigeons and a blackbird, I gave up early, and will not be putting in a report. It was cold and breezy, so I imagine any woodpeckers and goldfinches with an ounce of sense were staying under cover.
But the breeze certainly cleared the air, which made for a nice ride down to Brighton, where Barbara regaled us with amuse-gueule, fine wines and three delicious courses, leaving us with appetites for no more than a slice or two of toast in the evening!
The garden is coming along - buds on the snowdrops and magnolia, leaf on the potentillas, sedums starting to push up timid new stems, pink shoots appearing on the roses. I still have to look at photographs to remember how the garden looks in flower, but things are starting to come to life again, thank goodness.
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