Spring Green

On day 335 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time admiring the fresh green of the new growth that is now adorning the trees in the hedgerows, the little woodland, and the meadow. I adore the vivid acid greens of Spring growth. I snapped a few views of the dandelion filled meadow while I … More Spring Green

The Blossoming Pair

On day 314 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time with the pair of pear trees in the garden that are just starting to come into blossom. It was late in the afternoon and the light had turned beautifully golden, gilding the pristine white of the unfurling blooms. Whilst I was in the garden … More The Blossoming Pair

The Chiming of Bells

can you hear the sound of ringing bells, summoning quickening spirits to frolic in sunbeams scattered by a fickle sun, with wings aflutter, paired pirouettes arise in twining flight to a sound embodying joy On day 305 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time with the first bluebells of the year that are just … More The Chiming of Bells

Spring Flourish

On day 303 of 365 Days Wild I wandered down to the Nature Project to see what new flowers, encouraged by the warm Spring sunlight, were appearing in the meadow. I was not disappointed. The first things I spotted were the cowslips. These are popping up all around the meadow. A few years ago there … More Spring Flourish

Denied Impetus

as days tread steadily on in uneasy repetition of denied impetus; when the urge to move, to get up and go, builds with the warmth of the strengthening sun; as a longing to explore new places, to tread new ground, to see new faces, grows * the time will come soon * for now, plant … More Denied Impetus

Flowers in Snow

as chill days bury hopes of self expression beneath drifting snowflakes and icicle sharp winds slice deep, raking with claws of unavoidable hardship, then inner strength blooms with the deceptive fragility of snowdrops, for a beautiful soul can still flourish even in the bitter grip of adversity The sight of flowers in the snow is … More Flowers in Snow

Symphony

out where nature’s solitude
soothes rampant fears of social
interaction and sickness, out
where the daffodils and bluebells
merrily sway, life blooms in
swelling melodies as birdsong
choruses greet dawn’s touch … More Symphony