Winter's Ending?

  Winter, which seemed to be slipping by quietly and peacefully, as if apologising for the bitter weather we've had to put up with for the last two years, has turned suddenly and unexpectedly to snow, as if to remind us that it is still only January as yet, and time for  a lot more wintery weather before spring eventually arrives.  

    Mind, turning as it has just before February 2nd, which is Candlemas, or Imbolc, depending on your beliefs, when nature begins to awaken from her winter's sleep, might be a good thing because, as the old rhyme tells us, if Candlemas brings snow and rain, winter is gone and won't come again. If Candlemas be clear and bright, winter will have another flight.

   A good thing I got on with digging compost into my garden whilst the weather still mild and dry enough to do it.

  Compost made from rotted down leaves and vegetable matter you've gathered in your garden is an example of what used to be known as bulky organic fertilizer when I was a young gardener. Farmyard manure or stable manure were the best if you could get them. Circus manure was better avoided, especially elephant dung. That was so acidic nothing would grow in it, and the mountain of the stuff we collected one winter from a circus appearing on a nearby common remained mouldering an unuseable in a corner of the yard for years.

     Plants need adequate amounts of sixteen essential elements if they are to flourish. All of the elements, apart from carbon and oxygen, have to be absorbed from the soil. In the days before compound fertilizers made everything much less hit and miss nitrogen could be added by digging in shoddy (a by-product of woollen and textile factories), bone meal or hoof and horn, all of which contained anything from 1% to 12% of the element though, in those days, the latter two sometimes also carried the threat of the user contracting anthrax from them as a bonus. Phosphorus could be added by digging in basic slag. Not the body of a low life character done away with in an episode of The Bill in the days when it was still on, but a by-product from the steel industry containing anything from 10% – 19% of phosphorus.

     In the garden, beyond the compost heap you hope won't wear its covering of snow for long, look out for Viburnum tinus (Laurustinus), a bushy evergreen shrub bearing flat heads of small, white flowers opening from pink buds during late winter and early spring.