Well, yesterday was the last day of spring, not that you'd know it from the chill and damp days behind us. It's been less the force that through the green fuse drives the flower, and more the muted chesty cough of a secret TB sufferer. Thank you climate change, and thank you La Niña. Three …
When I wrote about spring, with the sap rising and the birds, bees and bugs pursuing procreation with the singlemindedness of teenage boys’ quest to cast off their virginity, I wasn’t wrong. But I’m happy to concede that it wasn’t the whole picture. Or maybe it was at the time, but things have moved on …
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