I'm not sure what there is to say about February. The first two weeks were spent slightly frettily waiting for a phone call about a job that I didn't get, and I'm not entirely sure what I did for the rest. Let's have a little look through the photos, that usually gives a clue. We started with some snow. Not much, and not for long, and while a few roads were closed for a few hours, we weren't snowed in, and we didn't lose power. I tried to spend a bit more time outside in February, and, aside from a brief flurry of snow, the weather wasn't too bad. I walked up to the top of the moors one day, not for any particular reason, and was rewarded with a beautiful sunset. And several mornings we've had epic cloud inversions in the valley, that I just cannot get a decent photograph of. It was so warm at one point, that I even hung around in the hammock for a while. Not for long (it wasn't that warm), but it was nice to be swaying in the breeze, looking up at the sky through the branches. I did get a few things done while I was pottering around outside. My scythe blade had cracked over the winter, so I replaced it, and cut another couple of rows. I won't get the whole field done this season, but it was good to do a little more. We spotted a large fox out there a few weeks ago, obviously hunting for its dinner. Not surprising really - there are clearly a lot of critters living in there, which makes me feel slightly better about not cutting it all. While I was outside I also braved the greenhouse. It wasn't pretty. The poor fig was sitting under the broken window, and its roots were completely sodden. I managed to pull it out of the pot, but it was such a swamp I couldn't free the roots. I left it sitting there to dry out a little, and I really must go back and rescue it. It'll be a miracle if I ever get a fig at all, the way I mistreat it. I did another little job while I was outside, one I should have got round to a long time ago. At some point, and I'm not even going to try and remember when, my mum bought me a couple of little metal bird silhouettes. I found them in February, in a pile of books, and finally got round to putting them outside. I've got one in the gate, that I can see from my garden swing seat, and tiny one on the edge of the bird table that you can see from the living room window. They're charming. I don't think anything much else happened around here in February. Work, of course, and the usual messing around with house and car insurance. Peter cleared a load of books off the landing, and we changed LPG suppliers, which involved taking lots of pictures of the LPG tank, but otherwise, it was a fairly uneventful month. It almost started to feel like spring - although I've been reliably informed that it was, in fact, Fool's Spring, and indeed things have gotten considerably soggier again since.
I'll try to get something more done in March. Might even take the Christmas tree down...
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