We had a sudden cold spell that had us relighting the soba and marvelling at the few frozen pellets of snow that swirled around the village, then came the welcome warmth that had the young goats frisking in the streets and the old ladies in the square sitting in the sunlight and toasting their bones.
The blossom is coming, the roses are growing and across the orchards in the valley there is the faint haze of red that means they are about to burst into bloom.
This is March in Kirazli Koy:-
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- Where under bright blue skies the walls are still bare
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- But not for long as the wisteria is about to burst into bloom
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- and the roses put out flames of new growth
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- and above the roofs the blossom is spreading.
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- So we get on with the spring jobs, washing the carpets that dry in a few hours
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- and cleaning the waterfall of dead leaves
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- Shadow gets greedier by the day and is slumped in despair as Vinnie lingers over his breakfast.
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- Summer is coming, we have lillies in the kitchen
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- warm light on the old walls of the neighbours house
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- and sunlight dancing on the pool.
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- The supermoon may have been an anti-climax…
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- but the sunsets are always amazing!
Gosh, you are in May already by British standards, Karen! Here the daffodils and primroses have only managed to come into bloom in the last week and the trees and still completely bare except for catkins and pussy-willow.
It will come on in leaps and bounds now, everything will go mad, because the heat is coming! I’ve already had to start watering the pots every few days. By May I’ll be watering them twice a day. There’s a cold wind blowing today though, so it’s not swimming pool time yet. K xxx