January 04, 2011

This week in wildlife

January 4th and to all intents and purposes it's winter. Yet this morning I heard great tits and blue tits singing, the first insistently, the second wheezily, and a few doors up from us a winter jasmine is struggling into bloom and there are fat, fuzzy catkins on the pussy willow.

In our garden, here and there among the mud and dead leaves, the cold ground is pierced by tiny green spears that will soon be snowdrops. And under the hellebore's sheltering leaves tiny round buds are forming.