Yesterday I wandered about in the bright sun and chilly wind. This was just as well as today the weather has been 'fair drookit' and instead I sat here fiddling with the laptop to no avail and making a bad chicken stew.
Maybe I ought to have gone out?
Spring is indeed Springing all around. Wee flowers are blooming everywhere, Robins, Chaffinch's, Goldfinch's and others are singing all around and the Wood pigeons, the males at least, are up for it already. The Council planted Daffodils are shining brightly in some places, these are outside the Council offices hmmm, the ones opposite me are only now beginning to open. Soon we shall see helping themselves to them on the basis that they are planted by the Council! Help yourself to a Council dustcart also if you feel that way.
While I admire the bright cheerful colours of small flowers that abound in Spring I do wish they were planted higher up! Falling over while taking pictures is not my favourite habit but any observer in the Gardens yesterday might have taken a different viewpoint. They could at least plant them closer to the benches placed all around.
While a great deal of effort has gone in to placing information regarding the many trees found in this delightful Garden no effort has been made to enlighten daft folks like me as to the names of these flowers. This I suspect is because the rich who flourish all around have their own gardens and have made use of such creations for themselves. Only the ignorant with no more than a dying flowerbox require education.
Interestingly few wee beasties are seen around the plants. No bees or wee flies buzzing around. No doubt these will arrive soon, once the damp weather moves away somewhere else. The park had the usual local dwellers, squirrels abound, birds and the scattered white feathers told of the cat which has decided to play in the park, a cat I saw in the distance worrying a squirrel up a tree.
The fact that I have to lower myself to get near the plants, in spite of the telefoto on the camera, does ensure that I shake noticeably when clicking the shutter. This is seen on many pics that fail to appear here, believe me! I might by a wee stool to carry with me...
At last, as I left the park I found wee plants placed at a suitable height for people who's fitness is not what it ought to be. The Robin chattering away was unwilling to show himself for the picture, would you like to see pics of branches and leaves...?
It was a delight to freeze my fingers while in the park as the thought of Spring was encouraging. The days are getting longer, behind the clouds a sun often pops out, one day it will be there for hours. When it arrives I will sit in the park reading my books and contemplating those as yet to retire who are slaving away paying for my wee pension.