Archive - Apr 2010

The sun shines, I come.  I sit in the gentle air, in the waiting warmth, in the bowl of blue and am welcomed into spring.  Spring, and holiday.  It is still and timeless like memories of summer.  The birdsong is all encompassing, no longer in the background it fills centre stage with murmuring, cooing, and sharp, sweet trilling.  The trees are opening their arms to the sun  read more »

I’m in my garden in the spring sun, warm in the cool air like Irish coffee.  There are bees humming in the mahonia flowers that spill their perfume in eruptions of yellow.  Some tulips are tasting the cool air like morning tea, proper and erect; others have no discretion and have peeled back their petals to reveal all.
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