What a difference a day makes
The day before my trip to Inveralmond (blogs in wrong order), I did a short moss-collecting walk up at Hill of Tarvit.
The wind was cold and a little sleety shower blew over. However, the snowdrops were still looking good.
And the line of trees along the hill was showing that hazy spring-time colour at the tips.
The moss was looking good (I think March must be peak time for moss beauty, which is something to say for this miserable month). Green grape capsules of Bryum capillare.
And a beautiful mixed moss garden on this stone.
There’s always something to be seen even on unpromising I-hate-March sort of days.