When everyday brings new life

A STRETCH in the evenings and with it nature, although a little late, is busy again.

As my father used to say “as sure as God made little apples ...” and yes, the buds are swelling on the branches, crocuses and daffodils are opening and the birds are singing in the trees.

In fact, here on the “Riviera” of the south-west coast, we had a daffodil flowering in the snow in January. I’m told the same flower opens every year at this time. In contrast, the first of the wild primroses that bloom in the shelter of Abbeymahon walls and open earlier with each passing year, were two months late and I saw no flowers until mid-February, on Valentine’s Day.