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A little ray of hope

In the bleak mid-winter, when there seems to be ongoing uncertainty on every level, doesn't this sight offer a wonderfully reassuring message, that the natural world never waivers, always follows its designated path.  It just keeps on keeping on.  Catkins always remind of the nature table at school, when I was about six.  We were told that the catkins were lamb's tails, left hanging on the tree!  Rather unlikely, but we fell for it!
Yesterday morning was beautiful - at last.  Sunshine, relatively mild, no wind (bonus) and the dogs and I had a good walk, part of which was around this field.  Until about ten days before Christmas, it was a sea of Brussel sprout plants.  Looking north, across the grey Firth of Forth to Fife, it is now ploughed and waiting for its next assignment.  

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  1. Lucky you to have catkins! I must keep a look out x

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  2. Lovely photos - glad you are getting out and about and signs of spring are on the way!
    Catkins were corncobs in my shopping basket when I was five! Picked from the garden! I used to pretend to have a fruit and veg stall!
    Happy days! Keep on keeping on!
    Xx

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  3. Lovely, golden catkins - a very welcome first sign of Spring. Yesterday I was out enjoying the sunshine - and the lovely songs of 2 Robins who were courting in the trees. Yay!

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