Travelling back from the local town of Orgiva today one could notice the first signs of spring today in the form of delicate pink almond blossom breaking out on the trees. From now on, Spring in its flowery profusion will gradually move up the mountainside until it reaches us in all its glory, at a height of 1250 metres above sea level. The sun was shining but there was definitely a chill in the air, one which this evening has given way to light snow once more - we really are having an exceptionally cold winter this year.
Spring, though, is the bringer of new life, and there's plenty of this at the neighbour's farm. The striking bitch who resides there has recently given birth to six splendid and healthy puppies. Three of them are black and grey and certainly bare a resemblance to the shepherd's dogs, but it seems that three are long of body and have a handsome black streak down their backs. The tall woman who sometimes stays in the farmhouse has suggested that since I have been known to spend many an hour in their company then I must be the sire of at least three of them. The tall ones who I live with have completely denied the possibility and so I must believe them, but still I will watch these young ones as they grow with interest.
Puppies anyone?
Fergus.
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