. . . the first of the fig leaves emerge on the trees. Don’t they look like little green butterflies resting for a while?
. . . your shoulders and back ache from all the weeding you thought wouldn’t be necessary after having laid a special membrane to stop weeds growing.
. . . you have to be careful not to tread on a tortoise when walking in the undergrowth.
. . . your arms look and feel like pincushions after trimming all the agaves and sword-like plants.
. . . the birds start checking out nesting sites in the old almond tree in the field (the one the cats like to climb).
. . . the warm sunshine that bathed the island in the final weeks of winter is replaced by grey skies, cool temperatures and drizzle!
Jan Edwards Copyright 2014