Yesterday was a lovely bright day down south, I could feel spring in the air, with today looking warmer, just makes me feel it is almost here.
The bulbs are shooting the gardens are coming alive.
I get a great urge to have a good clear out, everything that is not worth keeping get cleared out.
I always feel spring is the start of a new year.
Might be that I was born in spring.
What season do you like?
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Are these the first days of spring?
I think you are right Minxy.
Here in the Charente region of France, there is a local phenomena signalling the end of summer and the beginning of spring; tens of thousands of cranes in the sky and they pass over the same places every year, southbound for the winter and northbound for the summer.
In the past few days we have had flocks filling the skies in perfect chevron formation with incredible noise from their calls. The local French farmers say that this truly signals the beginning of spring.
Here in the Charente region of France, there is a local phenomena signalling the end of summer and the beginning of spring; tens of thousands of cranes in the sky and they pass over the same places every year, southbound for the winter and northbound for the summer.
In the past few days we have had flocks filling the skies in perfect chevron formation with incredible noise from their calls. The local French farmers say that this truly signals the beginning of spring.
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I think you are right Minxy.
Here in the Charente region of France, there is a local phenomena signalling the end of summer and the beginning of spring; tens of thousands of cranes in the sky and they pass over the same places every year, southbound for the winter and northbound for the summer.
In the past few days we have had flocks filling the skies in perfect chevron formation with incredible noise from their calls. The local French farmers say that this truly signals the beginning of spring.
Wow what a sight that must be.
One year in Eastbourne I witnessed the Swifts gathering that was such a sight, the skies were fall and they were swirling above and gathering at the end of the pier.
Swifts I believe have the longest journey to migration of all the birds they travel to Southern Africa.
The wonders of nature, and what it can tell us, if only we took time to notice.
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it certainly wasnt spring like in the part of leicestershire i live in yesterday, it was very cold, i had to de ice my car before going work yesterday morning and my work place was freezing all day :cry:
You might feel it up north today.
Warmer down south, and bright today.
Sex God
Sun is out here as are the snowdrops, daff starting to grow, windows are open, and from what I can just hear the birds are singing, and the fish in the pond seem ok from all the snow and ice.
:bounce:
:bounce:
:rotflmao: 
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I think you are right Minxy.
Here in the Charente region of France, there is a local phenomena signalling the end of summer and the beginning of spring; tens of thousands of cranes in the sky and they pass over the same places every year, southbound for the winter and northbound for the summer.
In the past few days we have had flocks filling the skies in perfect chevron formation with incredible noise from their calls. The local French farmers say that this truly signals the beginning of spring.
Wow what a sight that must be.
One year in Eastbourne I witnessed the Swifts gathering that was such a sight, the skies were fall and they were swirling above and gathering at the end of the pier.
Swifts I believe have the longest journey to migration of all the birds they travel to Southern Africa.
The wonders of nature, and what it can tell us, if only we took time to notice.
cranes on their way North yesterday over the Charente.
Folk lore has it that if the cranes (les Grues) fly low northbound in the spring, it is a sign that the wheat will grow on short stems indicating low rain fall in the summer - a hot and sunny summer due!
So I take it, commenting on the likelihood of a nice summer observing the grues yer average frenchman will not be inclined to say:
Si les grues pilotent bas allant vers le nord au printemps, c'est un signe que le blé se développera sur les tiges courtes indiquant la basse chute de pluie en été - un été chaud et ensoleillé dû.
Dont trip off the tongue I agree.
Id love the french version I would like to drop it into conversations to maintain the myth that I am edumacated.
Si les grues pilotent bas allant vers le nord au printemps, c'est un signe que le blé se développera sur les tiges courtes indiquant la basse chute de pluie en été - un été chaud et ensoleillé dû.
Dont trip off the tongue I agree.
Id love the french version I would like to drop it into conversations to maintain the myth that I am edumacated.
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So I take it, commenting on the likelihood of a nice summer observing the grues yer average frenchman will not be inclined to say:
Si les grues pilotent bas allant vers le nord au printemps, c'est un signe que le blé se développera sur les tiges courtes indiquant la basse chute de pluie en été - un été chaud et ensoleillé dû.
Dont trip off the tongue I agree.
Id love the french version I would like to drop it into conversations to maintain the myth that I am edumacated.
:giggle:
The French version is: Les Grues bas, le blé court.
Simple :thumbup:
Sex God
4 crocuses in bloom under my window.
Rhubarb already sprouting in its forcing pot - crumble this weekend I think
:D:D:D:D
The buds on the apple tree swelling with life.
And
And
AND
The bloody grass is growing already!!!!!!!!!!
:giggle:
Rhubarb already sprouting in its forcing pot - crumble this weekend I think
:D:D:D:DThe buds on the apple tree swelling with life.
And
And
AND
The bloody grass is growing already!!!!!!!!!!
:giggle:
Sex God
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4 crocuses in bloom under my window.
Rhubarb already sprouting in its forcing pot - crumble this weekend I think
The buds on the apple tree swelling with life.
And
And
AND
The bloody grass is growing already!!!!!!!!!!
:giggle:
Cruel, cruel woman!
Free the Rhubarb :!:
Oh I plan to. Out of the forcing pot - into the fire so to speak :D with a huge jug of thick, creamy custard.
