As far back as I can remember, the 1st of February was always the first day of spring. For me anyway. Even now, living in Germany where the temperatures can be well below freezing at the beginning of February, I find it hard to restrain the urge to plant some primroses in the bed beside the front door. My neighbours may laugh and tease me but when they survived two years ago, I had the last laugh.
Today should be perfect planting weather – the snow has melted and the last couple of days were wild and windy but it has hardly stopped raining and the all enveloping greyness and damp in the air are enough to kill the enthusiasm of the most ardent gardener.