A Ditch in Time

The was lovely light when I was out for my constitutional this morning and everything looked beautiful.

I was brought up by my mother to appreciate the tiny things and to see possibilities of beauty everywhere. Ditches and hedgerows were precious places to her and she never missed the magic that was likely to linger there – if only for a millisecond or a few days.

She used to joke with me that I was afraid I’d see a dead rat rather than a primrose when we were ‘exploring’ ditches.

Well, today I felt like she was with me as the glorious light played with the ditch and let me glimpse the kind of perfect patchwork that she used to savour:

Bluebell Time

Author: socialbridge

I am a sociologist and writer from Ireland. I have worked as a social researcher for 30 years and have had a lifelong passion for writing. My main research interests relate to health care and sense of place.

18 thoughts on “A Ditch in Time”

  1. So colorful and surprises to be found by the person who stops to explore…Even in our yard we find surprise pop ups perhaps planted unknowingly by a bird…Or it may have been dormant waiting for the right moment to come back to life again…All are beautiful…

  2. Lovely words and picture. There’s nothing like seeing the drifts of bluebells in the woods this time of year.

  3. I love hearing about your mum’s nuggets of wisdom. It’s so lovely that this has stuck with you . One of the upsides of the lockdown too is that more and more people have taken the time to ‘stand and stare’ as they have had the time to do it.
    Hope you are doing well … all vacced up here but taking my time reintegrating with the masses. In the meantime, lots of time to look into the beauty of ditches!
    Mind yourself!

    1. Ah thanks, SV. Mother’s sayings are lodged in my heart.

      Glad you are vaccinated. Must be a big relief. I am half cooked. The first one knocked me for six and I am still not back to myself a month in. Flare up of ME/CFS.

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