Catalogue season.

 It seems to be the time for Catalogues. Coming through my letter box with almost daily regularity are many and varied offerings.

Would I like lovely things for my garden? Plants, seeds, beautiful furniture? Definitely!

 What about a new outfit or three? Get out of Winter clothing and splash out on lovely Spring clothes!

Why not book a holiday? And look, we're giving you 10% off, (if you book by this weekend) Special deals to Safari parks, Disney world, Cruises. No thank you.

Food boxes, meal deals, roof cleaning, et al, and that's not to mention the normal Charity appeals that regularly appear.

I do enjoy browsing through brochures, paricularly of the Garden variety. I remember my mother saying, as she leafed through Vogue, gazing at very expensive clothing, 'I get ideas from just looking'.

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Jus appeared in my garden, the first Primroses!

Spring is on her way.

British weather

 I'm being very British and talking about the Weather! January has been a month when very little happened and every conversation was about storms, rainfall and floods.

It was pretty frightening to read of some of the very local flooded roads. Small side roads within a mile of my village were completely cut off.

There were, of course, 'brave' souls who attempted to drive through the huge lakes of water. Most of them had to be rescued.

Local schools were closed, as were some shops. Winds were so high that it was a danger to drive out.

It was a time to stock the cupboards and make soup! Our Church has a little Soup lunch each month, open to anyone. Volunteers made vegetable soup and carrot soup. This month I made a big pan of Leek and potato soup, a lovely greeny colour topped up with a swirl of cream. 

Photo from 'the chef's wife.

There were very few people who made it to the lunch, but volunteers took soup to people at home.

My garden is so wet. But there are the first little shoots of Tete a Tete daffodils showing, a few little snowdrops peeping out, and I even found some new buds on the Forsythia.

As Eeyore said thoughtfully;

The nicest thing about rain is that it always stops. Eventually.