Some years, a bitter February can feel like the depths of winter. This year though, despite a week or so of hard frosts and a spattering of snow, it feels like winter has hardly even been. Perhaps I am forgetting the long nights and the soundless trees already, but so be it! Because today, 16 February, it feels like Spring.
Don’t get me wrong, there’s been plenty things to love about winter - the winter migrants, the…