DoDont you just love to sit by the fire when icicles are hanging from your windows and there is a pot of soup bubbling away on the stove, but it has been such a long winter, and now your thoughts are reaching out to warmer, longer days. My fingers are itching to get out in the garden and
plant. The daffodils are late showing their first green shoots, the raspberry canes look as though they will never burst into leaf again and the ground is hard as iron. But take heart, spring is just around the corner, how do I know? Well! the blackbirds are chasing each other across the lawn whooping it up in the first warming sunshine, the robin is calling for his mate, and the wren is skittering about in the herb border looking for insects. O do roll on warmer days.you just love to sit by the fire when icicles are hanging from your windows and
looking for insects. O do roll on warmer days.