Just past mid-January, and the weather is still reminding us that it’s winter, reasonably enough. But there are already signs that the natural world is looking ahead to spring.
The past few days have had a definite chill about them, and
today (forecast to be ‘thick cloud’) a late-morning mizzle developed into fairly
steady light snow that was too light and too wet to lie, but was definitely
wintry. The birdlife came in search of
food; a blackbird spent much of the day attending to the remains of an apple
left out on the path, and the family of long-tailed tits came and went
repeatedly on the fatball container, right up to supper-time. The dropped scraps from the fatballs also
went down well with the blackbird.
Blackbird and his apple |
Fatball feeders in the snow |
It wasn’t weather to be outside gardening. I had spent time yesterday going through my seed stash, organising it into ‘dates to be sown’, and found some cabbage seed that can be started off now, as well as a few sweet pea seeds. (The autumn-sown sweet peas have not done well, with only two seedlings appearing, so it will be up to the January sowing to make any display this year.) The older sweet pea seeds have now been put in water to soak and plump up, in the hope that they’ll germinate, while the cabbage is still waiting for me to brave the temperatures in the greenhouse and get sowing. Otherwise, gardening was limited to watering the (indoor) orchid.
Two trays of ‘Aquadulce Claudia’ broad beans have already
been sown in module trays and left to germinate in the greenhouse
propagator. The propagator no longer
works, but the lid will keep hungry mice off the seeds until they’ve
sprouted. I’m still in two minds about
what to do with them when we go on our February holiday; much will depend on
how far on they have grown by then.
Options will be to plant them in the ground (and risk mouse depredations)
or leave them in the cold frame to grow on.
Despite the birds’ cold-weather feeding frenzy, they are now
starting to turn their minds to spring. A
sparrow was toying with a dropped feather the other day, as if it was thinking
that it might be useful in days to come, and today two robins were showing
signs of a slightly uneasy friendship, at least feeding within a few feet of
each other and not displaying aggression.
The real sign of spring will be when they can pair up to jointly chase
off other robins.
Less welcome garden visitors have been a pair of magpies; they’ve
been about in the background in past years, appearing from time to time, but
this winter they’ve been here most days.
They’re bold birds and major predators of smaller birds’ nests, and we
chase them away whenever we can. Reasonably
enough, they seem very wary, and fly into the trees at the first sign of our
presence, but there’s a limit to how much chasing we can do.
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