After visiting the Cleghorn Estate, near Lanark, home of Nicky and Richard Elliott-Lockhart, for their Snowdrop and Open Garden Day on 21st February 2016, I felt moved to write a few words…
Cold cutting Arctic wind
whips up native Scots Pines,
seeking out unprotected flesh
tinting it a red raw crimson.
Boots negotiating squelchy
sodden, slippery terrain
whilst Nature observes,
sighing soft shivers,
bravely bracing branches and
stoically standing ground,
Winter’s manacles tightly gripping.
Heavy skies potential threatening,
promising release of prizes
upon unsuspecting two legged participants
Treasure Hunt competing down below.
Ground hugging hesitating heads,
those stalwart Spring sentinels
heralding deep earth stirrings.
White bowed bonnets pure and pristine
positioning themselves as armies
on banks, by paths, in woods, across lawns,
with gladdening grace announcing
to a world, eyelids tight shut against
long dark nights, short dull days and scant sun,
the promise of sap re-remembering,
rewarming body, reawakening spirits
and hot coffee at the journey’s end!
the drops when they fell, they fell not as snow!
Over the last few years, John and I have worked as gardeners, occasionally, on the Cleghorn Estate, doing all manner of gardening tasks.