I have a smile on my verge at the moment if not on my face, a sunny grin that spreads across the cottage, a yellow sigh that I share with birds, insects and animals alike. Its handover time for the seasons, the daffs are in full bloom and the clocks have gone forward.
I love the rag tag look of early Spring, full of promise like a bad haircut that's finally growing out. The wet fields that sucked your wellies from your feet, have dried, the roadsides are dotted with ready made bunches of daffodils, like jolly hair plugs on a balding celebrity.
Custard coloured primrose nestle in the dikes and hedgerows, taking over from those early risers the snow drops who have nodded off ready for a well deserved rest. Dandelions burn like little Suns in the grass and lost looking hyacinth add a dash of pastel colour in the sea of green and yellow.
While some trees wear pink frothy perms of blossom others are still seemingly bare until closer inspection reveals designer stubble, leaf buds waiting to burst out of the end of every branch and twig.
The lambs are in the field cutting a fine dash compared to the shaggy unkempt look of their hardworking mothers and best of all the days are long and light.
I'd never say that I was well read but probably well watched, I think this comes from my interest, or is that panic about time, trying to preserve a moment in the library of the mind, find words that fix an image to the page. I want to enjoy every moment of the light nights, feeling a guilt if I go in before its dark.
The garden beckons
Oh my goodness-yet another wonderfully well crafted post. Each sentence is a little gem evoking a vivid clear picture and your poetic descriptions of the simple sights around you, an absolute delight to read. What a lovely start to the Easter weekend to read this.Thank you so much!
ReplyDeleteI'm bushing, thank you so much for such lovely comments
DeleteHave a wonderful Easter.
I have a smile on my face after reading this, it's a beautiful post. Have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteCheers, have a lovely Easter
DeleteI recongise that rag tag look of spring. Poor old daffs got a hammering with the snow and frost we had last week, but I'm sure the next batch of spring flowers will soon be through.
ReplyDeleteYour words paint a lovely picture of spring and all the renewal that goes along with it. I am a huge fan of the longer days. I can take Bella out for longer jaunts and eat a later dinner. It's a funny thing, in the winter I'm in bed by 10:15. Spring rolls around and I magically can stay up until 12:30.
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DeleteThe sad thing is that Holly just can't come for those lovely evening walks anymore
Your words are so descriptive and vivid! If you didn't have photos, I think I could still imagine the custard colored primrose or the pink frothy perms on the blossoms!
ReplyDeleteThis year I couldn't wait for time to spring forward! Like you, I love the light too! I'm looking forward to the halcyon days of summer!
Happy Easter!
Mary
Thanks for the lovely comment,
DeleteI hope you had a good Easter
I know my comment comes late, but I would just like to comment anyway. It's a beautiful beautiful post, your words paint a better picture of spring than any photo will. "While some trees wear pink frothy perms of blossom others are still seemingly bare until closer inspection reveals designer stubble, leaf buds waiting to burst out of the end of every branch and twig." Love the metaphors here, the line made me smile. I have a little inspiration book called "things people say", this is going in. You say that you're more well-watched than well-read, because you want to fix words to an image, and that's exactly how I feel. I struggle finding the right words sometimes, so I resort to my camera, but it's never the same is it.Thanks for sharing this moment (:
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