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Mad March they say, and they're right. Snow makes an expected comeback, but at our altitude it won't last long. It's time to make way for spring.
With the mountains still firmly in the grip of winter, every year I eagerly await the blossoming of the almond trees on the stony plateau near my home. A fragrant demonstration...
Today is the first of March. I'm not sorry to leave February behind for another year, but even in the midst of winter, nature manages to surprise and amaze, with the first...
There must have been literally hundreds of bees enjoying the nectar of the almond flowers, you could hear the buzzing from quite a few metres away...
Despite last night's snow and an icy wind, Spring is in the air. A blackbird sings and the first almond blossom is backlit by the sun.
Just a short walk among the nearby foothills and for the first time the sun was just hot enough to make both me and the birds flit and chirp happily.
Come with me on a simple walk in the oak woods near my home on an undistinguished February day while I and the woodland wait for Spring to bring new sap and new energy.
When the sun's rays break through the fog, then magic can happen and a simple patch of lichen can become a fairyland of light and enchanted shapes.
Very drab, very wet, very windy, very bleak hereabouts these days, but my annual February scramble to find those first courageous flowers is in full swing.
Wildlife photography is hard for me. It demands a fieldcraft and patience that often eludes me. But these feral horses are the perfect way to practice.
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