I love the English weather and we English certainly like to talk about it. One day rain and cold and the next sunshine or possibly snow: sometimes it’s difficult to plan so flexibility is the key!
So often rain puts a damper on outdoor events and I remember one Easter we had snow flurries for our planned barbecue. Valiantly we tried to keep the affair going by layering on warm clothes and huddling beneath umbrellas. But eventually we were ‘snowed off’ and had to cook the food in the oven – the air temperature was just too cold!
Sometimes though, we get a lovely surprise. This weekend, just the second one in March, has been beautifully filled with warm sunshine and deep blue, cloudless skies. Our world is awakening with birds busy collecting debris to make their nests and bumble bees slowly buzzing around in the glorious sunshine. I can hear children playing outside, the dog snoozes in a sunny spot in the garden and the smell of a barbecue is in the air.
Today feels like a Sunday in July and the washing hanging on the line seems to confirm it. But a closer look reveals how far away we are from summer. Brave spring flowers are doing their bit to cheer up the garden. The camellia is budding and almost ready to bloom. But the garden looks bare as shrubs and trees still need to fill out with their greenery – their skeletons bleak against the pseudo-summery sky.
It’s been a lovely summer-in-March sort of day – and the forecasters say it’s to last a bit longer. But who knows? The forecasters are often wrong as our weather is so changeable. I’ve been grateful for today as, just like those around me, I’ve seized the moment by putting on summery clothes and taking to the outdoors. My list of chores has been put away for cooler, gloomier days as I’m sure we’ll have many more before summer is here.
And although our weather’s unpredictable, one thing’s certain – it gives us something to talk about!