You wouldn't have believed it was Spring. The little lanes running up into the Lammermuirs had been snow-ploughed clear, but the resulting piles of snow at the roadsides were as high as the hedgerows.
The winds were forecast upwards of 40 mph, and the winds did not disappoint. If David hadn't brought a shovel, lunch wouldn't have been much fun. But dug into the snow we were comfortable enough.
Hills climbed were Meikle Says Law and Harestone Hill. Interesting wildlife spotted included a suspected bear (which turned out to be a badger) and a great many lanky hare. The hare were part way through their transition from white to brown. Caught out by the unseasonable conditions, their coats stood out against the hillside more than they usually would have. Toward the end of the day we found a dead hare, frozen into the drifted snow.
Last gasp of the Winter? I'm not so sure. It has been snowing today. Likely enough it will snow tomorrow.