Come dance now? As these days lengthen into warm evenings, For the Woodland has prepared her dappled halls With banners of green from her spring stores. Carpets of lilac and white she has laid Delicate, soft - a nymphs delight! Drifting on the freshening air, Wild garlic intoxicates, Gold, beam sun illuminates the regal scene…Read more An English Woodland Ball
March 2019 Hello there, Spring here. Winter has decided not to be bothered this year. Poor thing, worn out dumping snow on Austria. So I thought I'd come early! I hope you don't mind? Kind regards Spring March 2018 Waltzing with wispy, willow trees The bitter east wind does as it, please. The wilful winter…Read more Spring, You’re early?!
On still days, The Sea laps the shores of humanity Quietly soothing hearts And whispering That it needs no permission To arrive, or leave. It was a surprising weather window, or so I am told by our AirB&B host as we arrived at our long weekend accommodation fresh…Read more 5 Minutes by the Sea
The sun turned my head While my eyes were cast down Picking my feet over steep, muddy ground. The bland, bleached bark Of the thin beech trees Illuminated by the golden beams. I read a report this week in the Journal of Positive Psychology. Researchers at the University of Regina, Canada showed that spending…Read more 5 Mins in Nature
The quiet frost came this morning Her winter paint box open with glee Every shade of white at her disposal Stone, ivory, snow and Alice blue. The silent frost came this morning To dress the dead leaves in clothes of ice Their edges trimmed with frozen fur And embellished with sparkling chill The…Read more When the Frost Came