Climate Change? What a difference a fortnight makes!
Having just climbed out of the pond after my second swim of the Easter weekend – a little bracing, but most satisfying – it struck me that only a fortnight ago I wouldn’t have even contemplated a dip.
Having sailed though March with barely a tremor weather-wise, dear old Mother Mature came and bit us on the bum on the 4th April.
In common with the higher parts of Wales, we copped about 5 inches of that heavy sticky snow in just 24 hours. Apart from flattening the daffs, it brought down a few branches including one which has necessitated some repairs to the rope bridge.
Within a day most of it had gone, so I had a good session on the hydro, although as so often it all came too quickly rather than just the right amount spread out over more days.
The next few days bumbled along feeling really cold in the wind, but warm and sunny out of it, with the odd frost overnight.
Then came the ‘Bank Holiday Heatwave’ and it has been shorts and T-shirts, skinny-dipping in the pond, barbecues and lunches on the patio. Oh yes, and some garden visitors. What a turn around!