Our week began on Mothering Sunday, with bright blue skies and glorious sunshine, but gradually became wetter as the week wore on. We managed some lovely morning walks still; everything is growing and changing!
We had some excitement in the garden this week; A partial albino Blackbird! Isn’t he a handsome wee fellow!
This week Rosie sketched the Ash tree buds that were bursting into flower for her field guide.
We also worked on our phenology wheels for March.
I sketched a Bumble Bee, Dandelion, and Lesser Celandine.
What is happening in the natural world where you live?
Spring arrived with torrents of rain, and granite skies, but as the week progressed, the skies lightened to blue, with the kind of puffy grey-bottomed clouds that England is renowned for.
The natural world is bursting right now with spring-time changes; the trees in the lanes are dusted with bright green buds, birds are singing, we hear the sound of insects in the woods. So exciting!
Rose began a page for her Field guide, all about the Oak tree:
In her journal she sketched a wee Common Newt
For my Calendar of Firsts, I painted an Ash twig, and a wee toad that Rose had found.
What is happening in the natural world around you?
It’s been a lovely week here; spring sunshine and gentle breezes, with the odd heavy shower. The natural world is changing so quickly right now, waking up from its deep sleep. For those of you who follow me on Instagram, you will know that we have a lot of mud!
Rose decided to sketch her wee Horse Chestnut tree. In late summer 2015, Rose brought home a conker from the woods and planted it in a pot. Somewhat surprisingly, it began to grow the following spring (Horse Chestnuts often take a few years to germinate.) and is still faithfully growing.
We have experienced so much variety of weather this week! Shrove Tuesday was freezing cold, with heavy rains, sleet, and eventually snow. Although this week has been very chilly, some sun has punctuated the otherwise grey skies.
The snowdrops are still blooming, both in the woods and in my garden, and frogspawn is beginning to appear.
Rose did a handsome sketch of the Magnolia buds on our tree.
Her typewriter is currently in favour for all narrations.
I sketched a Daffodil (March is here!) and one of the wee Wrens that visits our feeders.
This week has been sunny mornings, followed by rainy afternoons. then a dark, rain-lashed brush with Storm Doris.
Rose found our first garden frog of the year.
There were tears over this one. She can’t draw frogs she said. She doesn’t know how to get the colours right. It all became very sad. She drew the head on a sheet of printer paper. We worked on local colour, and adding in the darks. I remembered the battery operated eraser I had tucked away and I showed her how to use it to make the highlights.
And everything was all okay again.