Nina Nixon

Journal

I'm Nina, a photographer, film maker and forever wanderer.  Passionate about nature, the great outdoors and all of life's adventures.  This is the place where I keep all my 'field notes'

Spring

                                       All words & photography © Nina Nixon

                                       All words & photography © Nina Nixon

The light and weather changes so rapidly here, no one picture is captured the same.

Spring this year is not how I expected it, the months seem to have got themselves all muddled up.  

// March

March was a slow start. Where I expected Spring to waken come heralding the 1st day of the month, it was still quite bitter, winter not ready to let go of her grip.  Not much walking or exploring was done, just lots of huddling and keeping warm with a keen eye for signs of change. Spotting snowdrops being the one thing keeping me sane.

// April 

Unseasonably hot where the water butt ran dry and the streams became a trickle, the air thick with warmth that made daily chores feel like you were wading through treacle.  You could find us dipping our toes, making ice cream and hunting through many (still packed) boxes, caught out too early,  in search of summer dresses and flip flops.  Lots of nesting has happened and eggshells gathered.  We have a wonderful collection of all things 'April' gathered on our wandering shelf.  Wild garlic has appeared overnight and line banks leading down to the streams.  Despite their pungent aroma they are a welcome sight for any forager.  Sunsets and lambs are the memories I'll hold onto strong in the month of April.  

// May

A month of rain, rain and more rain.  The skies opened and battered the blossom, branches and fresh sprigs were ripped from trees.  The air turning chilly once more and as a keen gardener finding myself living in the greenhouse, desperate to get planting and potting my tender seedlings on.  But as I'm learning, May can be a harsh month and frosts still burn tender plants.  All that hard work gone, on one cold frosty night.  But all is not lost for May has also brought us buttercups and bluebells, cow parsley and hawthorn, forget-me-nots, clover and clematis.

It's been a strange Spring this year and wise words have changed.  Now May showers bring forth June flowers as the garden is awash with colour and I am now starting to look forward to the fruitfulness of a new growing season.