I just tossed everything aside today and went out to greet Spring or should I say that she came to greet me?
First stop was what I’ve christened the ‘Primrose Road’ where the view of the fields was greener than green:
and there they were:
Out by Fenor Bog, one word on a magnificent woodcarving in the graveyard of Fenor Church caught my eye:
Hope is something we all need in life and I guess that each and every one of us has a duty to spread as much hope, in even the tiniest ways, to try and ease the way for those who are caught in a quagmire of hopelessness. That quagmire can seize any of us in the blink of an eye.
Nature was certainly playing her part in singing hope for me today. Is any sight more uplifting than clusters of snowdrops …
and what about the loving scent of hyacinths: