A sign of spring?

A little splash of colour on the beach, well, cliff bottom to be more accurate. I think I should tell the daisy that it is just a bit early and spring is coming but not yet.

This is ice on the beach from a fresh water spring in the cliff - a small reminder that winter has not gone even if we want it to.

Gulls on the beach.

I went down for a walk as the car's thermometer said it was 5c but when I got there my nose said it was minus so I came home.

I was, however, carrying a fish box for the yard so the grand planting plans can go ahead. The spring is coming as the evenings are getting lighter at last.

Orange light on the horizon.

The orange glow looked much more impressive in real life and I did wonder if it was a fire. It was quite the wrong colour for the moon and there are gas rigs out there but all was well.

In a few minutes all was revealed as the orange moon rose and lit up the night sky.

Yesterday the sun shone.....

.....and my thoughts turned to gardening.

The boat planter still had last year`s dead plants in it so it was looking a little untidy; but not any more.

That was the easy bit; the old tub at the front door needed replacing so I had to do some heavy clearing. All the old compost out and into the fishboxes, then remove the old tub and replace with the boxes.

Pause for beer`o`clock and recover muscles. Then attack the compost bin to fill the fishboxes with richness.

Yes, this has been done and I am writing more words than usual because having sat down I have no wish to move. Next item on the agenda - to indulge in gardening porn. The seed catalogues await.

A moment of truth......

.....will she stand up? and the answer was Yes.

This was the worry as it often is with sculpture -- the idea is fine but the balance and fixing may not be. This is only one half of the lady in question but the worst is over.

As I said before she is doing my head in.

A little sun the other day so I did get to the beach at last and very nice it was too.

The new year is with us.

All is quiet on the beach and the eclipse hid behind the light grey clouds.

A small wader hid in the tide-line seaweed looking for food and finding it.

The gulls had a post each so everyone was happy;

so all is well with world maybe, have a good year.