Back in September the Met Office had forecast a drier and milder winter than normal so I was looking forward to doing a few hours general plotting most weeks so that come the spring I would all ready to plant and sow. As we now know it’s actually been colder and wetter than usual, and looks set to continue!
In view of that it’s not really surprising that I’ve had a touch of the February blues!
Considering the snowy week we’ve had here in the UK I thought that this poem was rather appropriate.
Bridal White by Kathleen Gillum
The snowflakes dancing down the breeze
Come softy without sound,
And spread a fragile, feathered fleece
Upon the hardened ground.
A glistening mantle has been draped
On walls of old grey stone,
And gives to houses, roofs and eaves
A beauty of their own.
An ancient church, an old schoolhouse
Which stand on village green,
Are etched like pencilled silhouettes
Against the snowy scene.
All is transformed with silver wand
Waved by a Winter sprite,
Our old familiar world is dressed
in veil of bridal white.