Category Archives: Spring

Springstorm

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It looks like it’s snowing outside
Blossom blows past our window
And some people stay indoors, complaining
It’s getting everywhere
It’s really annoying
I sort of agree
But then there’s talk of cutting down trees…
To prevent it happening again
Because we can’t stop the wind

I go out
The tiny petals irritate my eyes and go down my throat, making me cough
But you know what?
Eventually, it dies down
Stops
Leaves everything covered in a blanket of blossom
It’s a beautiful mess.

Spring cleaning

Hello dear readers. It’s been far too long. I’ve missed sharing with you.

I never intended to be silent for such a long time (I can’t believe it’s been three whole months since my last post) but time just ran away from me for one reason or another. On the one hand, I could say I ‘allowed’ myself to do a bit less, but on the other, I probably sacrificed myself for a while, as ‘doing ‘less’ for the past few months has ended up meaning doing less of the stuff that makes me… Well, me.

I have missed writing. I really have. I haven’t written anything more than a shopping list for 3 months and it feels like a part of me has been asleep, hibernating, perhaps. The recent change in weather seems to have woken up my muse, though, and she is itching to create, and to share.

I have mentioned my feelings about this time of year before. You could say that the new year doesn’t really start for me until the first signs of spring start to appear. That’s the time I start to think about change. New beginnings. I guess that’s kind of in keeping with Mother Nature, no? Not bad company to keep.

So, having let the recent sunshine spring clean my soul, I have finally got round to updating the look and feel of this blog to something a little cleaner, fresher. Because that’s where I’m at. As for the content? Well as its been so long, I have decided to start off with a week of small stones, to get me going. Starting Monday, I will post a small stone every weekday, and then do something different at the weekend. What, I don’t yet know. But I promise there will be something.

Thanks for reading, and I hope to see you back here next week!

Whose words sum up your spring?

Last February, inspired by Edinburgh’s ‘Carry a poem’ reading campaign, I wrote about  William Blake’s ‘Augeries of Innocence’, a poem I ‘carry’ with me and find soothing and inspiring.

Today, as the weather starts to become milder and I finally feel like we’re entering spring, another poem came to mind – Wordsworth’s ‘Daffodils.’ This is also a poem I have carried with me for some time, which always comes to mind at this time of year. Whenever I hear or see it I think of clear blue skies and lush green fields, and imagine myself walking over a hill to be greeted by Wordsworth’s dancing daffodils, their golden faces smiling towards me. Just thinking about it now brings a smile to my face.

So, I thought I would simply share this with you today and hope it takes you to that happy place it takes me to:

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Many thanks to John Johnston for letting me use this lovely photograph of Daffodils after the rain from his garden in the spring.

What poems do you think of at this time of year, and where do they take you to..?

Hello Sunshine

A little while ago, I wrote a blog post about spring, but as we saw more snow in some parts of the UK in the following weeks, perhaps I was a little premature.

Now, having had two days of sunshine in London, I am optimistic that this time, spring really has sprung.  There is blossom on the trees, men are walking the streets with their tops off (yes really, and no, it’s not that warm), and a there is a sense of purpose in the air.  My neighbours have started spring cleaning their houses (I’ll get round to mine eventually), there are more people in the gym then there were in January, and if you’re thinking about going to any festivals this summer, it’s time to start booking now.

As for me, I am just sitting at my kitchen table, listening to the silence as the sunlight streams in through the patio windows, the clock ticking quietly behind me.  Should I be spring cleaning? Maybe. But right now, I am just enjoying the sensation of the sun warming the side of my face as I type this meandering blog post which has no real purpose other than to say Hello, Sunshine.