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The first clear sky at dawn for some time promised a sunny day which was appreciated by the garden, especially the winter flowering cherry that has been blooming for seven months now.
Sunshine, shadows, and birdsong returned to the garden paths.
Cryptomeria and eucalyptus trees from the antipodes brightened considerably.
Some of the hellebores even reared their heads.
Bright yellow mahonia blended with paler daffodils.
Although those nearer the soil were a little mud-spattered, primulas that had drooped a little now stood proud.
This afternoon Margery and Paul paid a visit as congenial as ever.
Afterwards Jackie drove me to catch the last post at Everton Post Office and on into the forest. Much of the terrain was still waterlogged, but the ford at Brockenhurst was dry.
This evening we dined on the second half of the smaller of Jackie’s splendid beef pies; served with crisp carrots and Brussels sprouts; and sautéed potatoes, peppers, and onions. I drank Serabel Lirac 2015.