Tipping Over the Equinox

So it is Spring, with a capital 'S'. Flowers are going crazy. Leaves are bursting out of their woody tips. I am very excited because my Hunza apricot tree has lots of flowers on it! It's maybe 6 years old and I grew it from an apricot stone, from a dried Hunza apricot.

I went for a walk on the big beach of Malhao. There were two surfer families and a few of those black-clad dolphin boys riding the rather gentle waves. There was NO rubbish on the sand! The water didn't feel too cold, although I only paddled. All in all, it was heavenly.

This is a huge plum tree at the bottom of the land. Every branch is covered in blossoms. It gives golden plums in the summer.

The wheat grows long and lush in the cork trees. It is all very green at the moment, but actually, if we don't get rain soon we will have a draught situation. The roads are dusty already.

Spinning and Dreaming

It's raining! Hooray! We need lots of rain. These spring showers are lovely but not enough, but we may have to accept them as enough. At least it is gentle rain which feeds the seeds and soil rather than the winter torrents we have had in previous years.

A Rather Gory Dawn

Taking The Girls To The Garden Centre

Weaving on the Patio

I am planning a trip away to Scotland. I will go WWOOFing! That is rather exciting and so some of my time is spent planning and dreaming about getting and being in the Western Isles.

Meanwhile, I have some sunset, baby-pink, hand-dyed, Shetland lamb's wool to spin. Perfect for a rainy day. I have not had a fire in the house for a few weeks now as the new firewood is still green and not worth burning. Also, it is not cold. People say to me that I must be so tough but really, it's 16.05 degrees Celsius. With my hand spun hand knitted woolly socks I feel cosy.

So come on rain, let it out!