In our part of France winters can be lovely, crisp and cold with sunny days. Not so this winter, which has been wet wet wet. All our local waterways are swollen and at the bottom of a neighbour’s garden, a small trickle has become a stream that rushes through into 2 large lakes which seem very full. The miserable rainy days are hard for me to get through, as I long to be outside in the garden, or out brocanting. We went to a local event, much loved and always well attended, but instead of 100 dealers there were only 4 and 2 of them didn’t want to stall out due to the adverse weather conditions.
I am waiting for spring with eagerness and already can see the first signs. There is blossom on some of the trees and the magnolias are starting to bloom. Our garden is a little waterlogged but starting to show signs of growth.
So after a soggy start to the year, last week we attended a big event with big hopes. The sun was out, it was crisp and cold, and I bought some lovely things, not least a fabulous mannequin with a tiny waist, and some lovely antique pieces of Toile in a pretty pale lavender colour and in very good condition. Spring has sprung, thank goodness.