Wednesday, 7 April 2010
And then it was spring.
This past week has brought an abundance of weathers,
yesterday it was warm enough to warrant a breezy picnic of ice creams in the garden, and yet today the weather epitomised England, I cant keep up, but this past two weeks I have noticed spring creeping in, now it sits, ever present in our gardens, I wake up each morning to the news that spring has invaded the tree directly outside my bedroom window, it blossoms the same beauty each year.
Daffodil's have sprouted in the gardens of every passing house, their beauty innocent and untouched by man.
tulips, crocus' and bluebells are appearing with each new day, but as each morning reckons I greet the familiar blossom fondly, for I see it but once a year.