While icy rime coats every blade of grass, already bluebells are breaking through and Daphne is showing spring blossom buds. Crocus and Calendula flower, lend a vibrancy to otherwise what have been icy, mizzle-drizzle days. Spring it seems, is in a hurry, despite arctic weather. Is it because she knows, with the climate change occurring, she must hasten the process of propagation before time runs low?
Across the globe I observe the opposites to the geographical norm in weather patterns and behaviour. We have stirred the climate pot and I’m really not sure if it can be reversed, unless everyone is prepared to their bit, forgoing owning stuff for a simpler life.
Today, after intense wild storms overnight and continuing winds, we have definitely seen possibly five seasons in one day… or just in the last three hours actually. By the calendar, spring is officially here but we have had snow. Robins are still with us, though… bright flames of colour zipping through the landscape and spring doesn’t fully happen until they leave us.
We’re post Imbolc and spring equinox now and the land is beginning to truly come to life… I snuck the first early strawberry today… but shhhhhh… keep that to yourself. 🤭
This lovely day is however, in isolation as yet again a polar front approaches. At least the seedlings are safe from harm in the greenhouses, where yesterday bees hummed their honey-drone song and I warmed my bones, weeding and planting.
There is a place that we can go
beyond the muddy tales of woe
where waters pool in depths that glow
with dreams of hope renewing
Where bee-sung songs drone of peace and plenty
bird chorus sings of a life never empty
With nature’s rhythms gently flow
barely rippling the grass
…walk softly
In stillness lies a sense of peace
within the mist and the sound of wings
and in the stillness a song up-drifts
as bird calls, the heart uplifts
Our senses soar, in stillness growing
In deepest silence, across waters flowing
In nature’s rhythm gently flow
barely rippling the grass
…walk softly
So, just a short chat from me today… I could rant about the state of the world, disappointment in humankind particularly in areas of politics, climate change, wars… but really, it mostly falls on deaf ears as we go about the daily business of life and finding sanity…
Walk softly…
Penny
Penny Reilly Artist Beyond the Gate 
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