There was a window, a rare sunny day, between cold and threatened snow, and I went to the woods. Not much is stirring there. The green is mostly evergreen: holly, yew, and the ivy rampant on ground and tree-trunks; the only flowers a single displaced daffodil, a displaced scarlet glove. Still, the atmosphere is no longer quite one of Winter. Still, here below the wind in the high, bare tree-tops, we wait.
a few more photos here
and Dulwich Woods in Springtime 2010 here