We passed the winter solstice a week ago and to celebrate Christmas, the village stalwarts gathered around a light-festooned tree on the seafront to sing their hearts out. ‘Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel’… we sang, trying to ignore our frozen hands holding the song books open in the storm force cold wind and rain that was blowing off the sea. After half an hour, we drank mulled wine and ate warm mince pies to thaw out. It was a pretty good way to start the holiday celebrations.
Although it is winter, there are signs of stirring in the garden with an early daffodil hidden in the sage!
The Corsican hellebores are getting ready to burst and the dogwood is showing its usual brilliant seasonal red stems.
Having cleared the year’s overgrowth, we can now see the charming scotch heathers although they have to fight for attention from the unending pink carpet roses.
The ‘hill’ and the terraces have been cleared too to give the coming agapanthuses, arums and erigerons more light. They are going to be a show in the spring.
But for now, it’s time to hunker down for the end of year drink of sweet wine to be taken with our seasonal treat of Tunnocks.
Old Lady by the Sea 
Looks great. A happy and healthy 2022 to you both.
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