Bank Holiday weather

Yesterday we were enjoying the signs of spring

watching the Nuthatch bring in nesting material

to the hole under the eaves, which he had reduced with render to a Nuthatch-sized hole

The frogspawn was starting to develop

vole holes were proliferating

the tomato seeds had germinated

and Ian was developing his poise

We enjoyed the snow on the distant mountains

and were amused by the one little patch remaining locally

The I-escaped-from-a-sparrowhawk-but-only-just Blackbird had been a week in the woodshed living a life of luxury.

And then today was a Bank Holiday

Wet, sticky snow with added ice crushed our optimism

Trees that had survived far heavier snow last month succumbed

one hen run was flattened

Our neighbours were not amused either