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:
SOCIAL BRIDGE ~ Jean Tubridy connecting with you from Ireland 
Even the splotches on the leaves complement the bluebells!
Yes, nature has such a way with colours.
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Thanks Dana.
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…
Truly beautiful indeed, Joni.
Beautiful! So nice to enjoy those memories of your Mom as you look for beautiful things in the ditches.
Yes, I always think of her when looking ditch-ways.
Lovely words and picture. There’s nothing like seeing the drifts of bluebells in the woods this time of year.
Bluebells are so uplifting.
Beautiful! And a good reminder to look for beauty and magic in all places.
Definitely take time to inspect ditches!
Beautiful!
Thanks Dale.
Lovely thoughts and a beautiful photo.💜
Many thanks, Willow.
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!
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.