Foragers can have a lean time of it over the cold winter months but as the days lengthen, and we hear the distinctive song of the skylark as it hoovers in flight, the forager can fill his or her basket with buds and wild spring greens. The March wind may blow but wild garlic works as well in a dumpling as a sushi style wrap.
Even the most hardened naturalists will have deprived themselves of nature in all this driech, but March is on its way. Spring will begin properly with risky plant predictions - primroses and wild daffodils, then bluebells and finally Welsh poppies. In a pond near you, tiny frogs will emerge from the water.
What am I waiting for next? Male silver washed fritillary spinning and dancing in flight, skydancing red kites, powdery pink pillows of thrift and purple spikes of spring squill on the coast, meadows filling with colour, the coconut gorse and a turquoise sea - and that's just on the coast. Lots to come!
The first day of May, also known as May day, was once a great cause for celebration: people would gather to hale the onset of summer and celebrate the abundance of the growing time. A May Queen would be crowned, people would dance around a May Pole, wear White and decorate with all of the new spring flowers.
There are nearly 63.5 million people who will be subjected to the wrath of our own collective idiocy, so maybe if you don't feel like you understand what you're doing on the 7th of May then perhaps you should just stay at home and drop trou and have yourself a good time - at least that way you'll only be fucking yourself.
When I got the call I exalted. I pranced around my boxy university room in Edinburgh totally joyous (this news also prompted one of the best high-fives I've ever received, but I digress). As I sank down into my spinny chair trying to stop shaking so that I may return to critically analysing Chaucer, a thought struck me; what the hell do I wear?
Spring is finally here! Well, it technically started in March, but the weather still seemed like winter back then. However, it doesn't mean that the havoc that winter brought upon our skin is over. To get that healthy glow on our skin back, we ought to re-evaluate our skin care routines and lifestyle choices to fit the season.
Many of us get stuck in a rut after a break-up and find it hard to move forward. It can be hard to get over someone when they are constantly in your thoughts. Confidence and self-esteem always take a hit when it's not your choice to end the relationship and hiding away can be a good way of avoiding having to face up to this.
There have been some major changes occuring this week... The Uggs have been replaced with loafers (more so because I can no longer get them on), I am back to walking the 100 yards to Scarlett's nursery instead of shamelessly driving it, and last years daffodils have made a fresh appearance in my garden pots!