Low cloud, grey skies, drizzle. Lichen covered stone. Catkins swaying in the breeze. Tiny new buds emerging from winter twigs. Forsythia's first yellow blazes in the shadows and the hardy evergreen sits solid in the rapidly waking earth.
"Tomorrow lurks in us, the latency to be all that was not achieved before." - Loren Eiseley
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Hi Susannah.
I love your descriptions of the waking of nature after winter -very visual!
In Ireland, we are enjoying some mild sunny weather and the start of daffodils.
A new government beckons too... progress abounds!
Mari
Hi Mari, we had the sun last week, it was wonderful. No Daffodils in my garden yet though I can see them coming up.
Good to see you, thanks as always for dropping in. x
You are a poet, Susannah. I am convinced of it. You remind me of my childhood days of hedgerows, brambles and green meadows. The catkins are just lovely!
Thanks Selma. x
So many reminders of home, Susannah. :-)
Catkins and Cuckoos always made me feel good.
Lovely writing.
Thanks Paul. :-)
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