The weather turned this week. Winter is coming. The days get shorter, the wind blows harder and to cope we go into denial. We dream of spring and the life and colour of hopeful new flowers. Where am I going with this? Well, this Sunday on the 7th October we headed over to Roslin Glen to participate in the Midlothian Science Festival where we planted a variety of different bulbs for the following year. I’ll admit that it’s not much to look at right now. In fact it’s not dissimilar to the aftermath of a mole infestation. But next year, when you’re going for a walk through the Glen in the brisk Spring air, you’ll see crocuses and daffodils, snow drops and bluebells. We hope they brighten your day.
We dedicate this to the many worms that were drastically shortened by an unfortunate spade thrust in service to those flowers and honour their noble sacrifice. Also digging holes is surprisingly fun.
Thanks Charlotte!