Spring Garden

With every day that passes, as the year races towards the equinox, the warmth of the sun increases encouraging spring growth to emerge from the comfort of its winter haven.

New tools, gleaming in the light, stand to attention ready for action waiting for orders from me the adjurer. 

 

The last of the snowdrops splay their plisse silk bonnets and crisp starched wings before shrivelling and retreating back into the earth until the next new year.

 

 

This proud creature, once tethered to the chimney stack was devoured by the hurricane and its carcass lies still, ribs exposed.

 

 

Narcissus 'Tête-à-tête', flirty in frilled corona skirts, gasconading each other's beauty barely notice the unfortunate vertebrate.

 

Unaware of the intent to be pulverised with a mallet, ceramic layers of broken container recline in the sunlight.  A few moments later the earthenware is shattered into tiny fragments to be reused for drainage in supplanting crocks. 

 

A labyrinth of roots and filaments of web-like mucus are exposed by the broken casing.

 

Rustic terracotta lemon pots are transformed by Farrow and Ball's stone white emulsion.  Now blending harmoniously with the stained glass of the front door, these containers create the perfect abode for two small fir trees.

 

 

Spring snowflake (Leucojum vernum) sways gracefully, its white bell-shaped parasols shading the ground beneath. A soft green smudge at the tip of each tepal adorns these delicate cloches.

 

 

With a complementary contrast of swirly violet veins and sticky yellow stamens in the centre of an arciform of petals, this glowing Crocus vernus appears to emit its own light of an almost phosphorescent quality.