blithe merriment glimmers on sunrays,
teasing the land to awaken,
a youthful maiden dancing in
with fresh blossoms scattered at her feet
I’ve not managed to get out and about as much as I’d have liked to during February, having spent most of the month down with the flu. This last week, though, I’ve finally started to feel somewhat better, so, with the weather being too gorgeous to remain inside, I managed to take my camera out on a couple of walks.
The first was a sunset walk out along the Lincolnshire Ridge:
The second was a dawn outing to the South Scarle meadow, woodland and stream:
Hopefully I’ll manage to get out a little more often during March.
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