Spring in York

Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious spring by the sun in York. (Or something like that).  It's frosty in the mornings, but it hasn't snowed for a month and our neighbors have hung out planters filled with jonquils (daffodils).  Our green grocer has congratulated us on "coming through the winter alright," which seems an odd thing to say during the week that is the coldest of the year in Minnesota.  But here, the trees are budding up, and some are flowering.

Witch hazel at the Merchant Adventurer's Hall garden.

The sun is noticeably higher and warmer but the night is still a whole lot longer than the day.  We're almost able to dry laundry outside.  February, just two days away, is "lambing season" as far north as Scotland, so there is probably lambing going on in the Vale of York at this very minute.