A weekend of storms has settled into sunshine and showers.
The funeral of my darling Mother is over.
The future for those she left behind has re-started.
A lovely calm has descended upon Bealtaine Cottage.
I returned on my own last night, preferring to spend time alone.
The evening was filled with lighting stoves, making tea and feeding pets.
My mother was a great pragmatist, being a war-child…she was adept at knuckling down, to doing what had to be done!
So, it’s easy for me to follow suit.
The next few weeks are going to be very busy, as there’s masses of work to be finished in the gardens and much preparation for the growing season ahead!
The next few weeks will see the Willow opening and bees beginning to emerge, rather tentatively, from hibernation.
If there is to be any good Willow for cutting this year, then the coppicing needs to be done now!
One lazy week will never be caught up with!
Imbolc is welcomed in on the 1st day of February.
This marks the start of the Celtic Spring…always a month or so earlier in these far reaches of Europe. The earth begins to dry out and warm up…lovely days ahead!
The ponds will throng with frogs and toads, all making merry in the Springtime revelry!
