Spring is sprung, the grass is riz

Thank you. he loved springtime, birds, nature in general and was recycling big time long before it was promoted... as my mum's garage can still testify

He sounds a very special man, my friend. Talking about recycling a long time ago makes me think back to my grandfather and how he used to conserve water by having a water butt in the garden, and by using the water from the container under the mangle, to water his garden. I'm not sure about recycling as we know it these days, but people seem always to have been trying to preserve our planet. I love springtime, and being at one with nature too. My computer is right in front of the window, and I watch birds come to the windowsill to feed on the biscuit crumbs I've put out for them. The birds are very active at the moment, which is a sure sign that spring is coming. Talking about snowdrops, there's a large clump of them at the bottom of my neighbour's garden which I can see from where I'm sitting. I must go up the garden and check mine! The heathers are starting to bloom too... it makes you feel kind of light-hearted and expectant of new beginnings.

My dad used to go on long walks and collected aluminium cans which he took to a recycling centre to raise funds for Guide dogs for the Blind. Someone called the police once because they were concerned for his safety walking by the main road. yes, the new beginnings thing is just how I feel - seeing the bulbs start to sprout and everywhere gradually turning green... I love the colours of autumn too.

could've been though I wouldn't have said they look like clover as they have thing grass-like leaves... possibly wood anenomes... tho its probably a bit early for them. Dad used to take me places where he knew ther would be bluebells because i love those too.

Hiya Wizzy, Probably are what you say Wood anenomes. Not sure though so I will take my camera with me as they are all over the place and photo them so you can see what they are like. Whatever they are they look simply wonderful. I love Bluebells too and marigolds although those are garden flowers. Really I love most Flowers but bluebells and micklemass daisies favourites and pink roses also. You must love your Dad lots that´s really nice.

We didnt always see eye to eye when i was young but... I grew up and he mellowed. My mum says I'm a lot like him in my outlook, personality and mannerisms and most people think I look like my mum. I think I prefer it that way round since my dad had a big long beard

Yesterday was a good day and I came home to even more snowdrops

I will, I promise!!!

Then you'd best keep well clear of my Dad's snowdrops!!!! I used to have a big hollyhock in my garden which my mother-in-law loved but, one year, my husband did the garden as I was heavily pregnant and he dug it up. His mum went into the garden with me and asked what had happened. She was a very mild-mannered woman but I can still hear voice as she dashed back into the house and confronted my husband with "You stoooopid boy!"

Yes, he was. We put it on his bedroom window-sill. The daffs my dad planted in my garden are usually out earlier than most around here.

My dad used to stand by my gatepost leaning on his stick and wait for me to go out walking for him in the mornings. That space seemed so empty for a long time as I opened my curtains. Lilac bushes always remind me of my nan