Bloody Hell!

It's been sunshining today and there's green bits spruttin on the stuff in the greenhouse.
Could the snow finally be fukkin off and the place warming up a bit?

Maybe

Kin ope so

Did do today anyway.
Mrs. Mallard is sitting on eggs under the heather near the apple trees. Spruts sprutting everywhere - the pear trees are coming to life (apple trees still asleep). Blackbirds playing fucking hell up as they do and blue tits have come back, so it must be getting warmer.
Even had a hen partridge pecking seed under the bird table yesterday.

My goosegogs are rioting!