Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
Theodore Roethke, The Waking. (1951)
With the snow lying there’s nothing else to do but be on the allotment. Yes, we’d gone to fill the bird feeders, see what damage the snow had done to the tunnels, to pull some leeks, unearth the parsnips. But really, just to be there, enjoying the solitude.
Walking up the path, we watched a squirrel removing the top to the Niger seed holder. Where we’d scraped away snow from the soil at the gate, a blackbird followed, rooting around in the leaf litter. Watching the Sparrows, Blue Tits, a Robin feeding, we wondered if the Wrens were surviving the cold.