I know it isn't very pretty, but for me this really does herald springtime. It's our first dollop of frogspawn and arrived two days ago. It began to wonder if the frogs had abandoned us - they are quite a bit later than usual this year.
This weeks Poetry Bus task is set by Rachel Fox and she suggests we choose a favourite word and write a poem around it. After changing my mind several times I finally settled for 'springtime' - I think it was the frogspawn that did it!
Long awaited time of year
when all is new, fresh and full of promise.
A time to lift the spirits and delight the senses -
each day bringing a new surprise.
The scent of flowers, and foliage after rain -
birdsong, the hum of bees and newborn creatures
calling to their mothers.
Fresh foods for jaded winter palates,
delicate textures of emerging leaves and flowers,
the welcome warmth of the sun
and everywhere, new growth to delight the eye.
All of this plus the knowledge that
summer will follow.
I am going in for the latest fashion in country style home decor - here is my latest accessory, sadly only on loan. You may have seen it before!!
Take a look in any countrystyle glossy magazine and in many of their features and adverts you will find an endearing dog lying on a bed, sofa, rug, carpet or flooring.
Memories - I think I may well have written about this before, but today I had such vivid memories of an Easter about sixty six years ago. Just for a few minutes I...
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