27th Feb 2015
Just a couple of primroses so far, and the late-winter sun glinting on the mossy carpet…
11th March 2015
Celandine and scarlet elf cup bring a little more colour, and the frogs have started…
18th March 2015
Some more yellows, daffodil and gorse, and some more fungi, artists’ bracket and jelly ear…
30th March 2015
The first bluebell! And a million more segmented buds emerging. The wild garlic is hiding some oval pods, and the spotted orchid is sending its spear skywards. Plus a sprinkling of catkins and a hint of hawthorn pink.
4th April 2015
It’s not just the flowers that are spring-springing. A carpet of baby stinging nettles, bright and verdant, almost fluffy. Goose grass – sticky weed (Galium aparine), ready and waiting to attach itself to upsuspecting passers-by. Brambles with tiny little thorns, still soft, almost translucent. And hazel buds, looking rose-like, before peeling open.
11th April 2015
Ferns are unfurling. The brackeny ones start out brown and tight like a plaited bun, the flat leafed ones are fluffy and pale. The spotted orchid is giving a glimpse of the glory to come, and there’s more purple nodding in the ground-coverage.
18th April 2015
The orchid is making its statement; the bluebells are in full force; the wild garlic is beginning to burst open; there’s pink with the Herb Robert and yellow with the celandine; the primroses are still going strong, and the willow is brimful of catkins and nascent foliage. And a little bird…
3rd May 2015
The White Album: Stitchwort, blackthorn, Town Hall Clock Plant, wild garlic in full throw, wild strawberry and (probably) hairy bitter cress.
9th May 2015
A blue carpet of Bugle, the firm green beads of Dog’s Mercury, a cascade of Broom, ferns further unfurling and dandelions puffing.
17th May 2015
Nodding in the breeze: tiny Speedwell, bushy Buttercup, gangly Campion, Common cow wheat, Ground ivy, Hawthorn (superseding the Blackthorn) and Oak.
24th May 2015
Dazzling Yellow Archangel, like surreal art or gaudy costume jewellery; peas and beans – Vetch (yes, it’s a pea) in the old lane and Bogbean in the pond; tiny flowers on the sticky weed, and the wild garlic beginning to go over.