Thursday 7 March 2024

springtime thoughts

 7th March 24, Shilbottle, 4pm

Wandering round the muddy fields in the drizzle it’s easy to just slip and slide and trudge home. 

Instead, I thought I’d look for a sign of spring. 

I remember my Mum snipping catkins to add to her spring flowers when she was walking me to nursery school. 

Many years ago, in a different country, but spring remains; bridging the seasons of my life and linking today’s winter mud to the promise of the warmth of summer.

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