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Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again. |
I've just returned from a long walk through villages and across fields, filled with the warmth of a spring sun. Feeling like Elizabeth Bennett in Pride and Prejudice, my hem is covered in mud. I'm a little less fashionably dressed than Lizzie. However, given the chance, I think Jane Austen would have updated her character's wardrobe to blue jeans.
My trek along the footpaths has been a joyous one. Spring has sprung in Nether Heyford! It seems remarkable to me to be writing this in February. Especially when the word from home is snow, with more snow in the forecast. February in Maine is a frozen month, with the average temperature being 20 F (-6 C). But here in the UK the weather has turned mild and almost 60 F (14 C). Flowers are blooming everywhere - crocus, daffodils and snowdrops.
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| A whisper between twins |
Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.
Perhaps my favorite harbinger of spring here in the UK are the lambs. Snoozing in the afternoon sun with their mamas, the lambs are adorable. They're painted with a number that matches the ewe so that the farmer can keep track of family groups, and twins are a frequent occurrence. They snuggle together or romp off and play.
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| Outstanding in their field! |
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| Yellow crocuses in front of my house |
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| Fishing on the canal |
There are many other signs that winter's grip has loosened. Fishermen line the canal and daylight now extends beyond the hours of school. Hurrah for Spring!
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| A wall of flowers in Easter colors! |
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| Spring light |
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| A field of snowdrops |
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| Sunshine! |
For every person who has ever lived there has come, at last, a spring he will never see. Glory then in the springs that are yours.
Thank you for posting! That was my favorite time of the year! Love the lambs!
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