"yes, they are tiny growing things and they might be crocuses or snowdrops or daffodils," she whispered.
She bent very close to them and sniffed the fresh of the damp earth. She liked it very much."
It has been ravaged by snow and yet still those brave spring bulbs are poking out of the earth.
It is very very cold out there, Mr.Boodle and I just poked our noses out to take in the day and our breath hung in a still white cloud.
The first year we were in this house I planted a bed under the kitchen window with helebores, daffodils and grape hyacinths and the hyacinths have colonised us! They have doubled and doubled and doubled, so much so that I keep digging them up and splitting them and giving them to friends and most excitingly bringing a few indoors in teacups and old pots.






































