Lovely signs is spring wherever I look!

Spring solstice in the northern hemisphere, and the oaks are cracking buds.

“oak before ash, we’re in for a splash”

If that’s holding true, we are going to have fabulous weather this summer.

Not that there are many ash left around here to check … cutting them down has become a management craze against ash dieback disease in the valley.

Almost like a watercolour painting.

Only better: it’s real.

A little farther than strictly local, I stretched my range a little beyond 7 miles to enjoy a good walk along the Cornish coast.

Blackthorn like a bridal wreath

Beautiful, uplifting, entertaining and even more so because I enjoyed this scene with a friend and our dogs.

This is haunting!

Sperm whales are even more intelligent and organised than we knew, which makes it even more sad and outrageous that we hunted them to near extinction and some of us still do.

Read the ‘easy’ version in the Guardian and the research paper I. The reference therein.

What have we failed to learn about all the species we eradicated out of greed, ignorance and ‘don’t care attitude?

The blackthorn is starting to blossom in sheltered spots.

Soon, the delicate detail of individual flowers will be masked by the snowstorm-like appearance of white bloom along hedges and motorways.

Puppies are happiness!

Flowers first then leaves.

A relative of the Winter Heliotrope, Petasites fragrans.

Or, as my friend Lizzie calls it ‘pestites…’ it spreads!

Tiny droplets of mist settled on this daisy.

Pretty in the mizzle.

The violets are out today,

perhaps to greet all who nurture (it is mother’s day in the UK),

perhaps to delight those who stop and notice,

and certainly to just be.

First I hear the cry of the crow.

It draws my eyes to the acrobatics of a young buzzard evading the crow’s attacks with graceful ease.

The spring sun lights up its wing feathers – creating an almost ghostly appearance against the blue.

I watch in awe until they part and fly their separate ways.

All I have for you is a picture of the sky – the rest I leave to your imagination.

Sometimes it is simply necessary to have a big horizon.

Even, or more accurately, especially during lockdown.

Standing in the reeds on the river’s bank is mesmerising.





I savour the experience and absorb details unconsciously.

With a smile.

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