I just happened to open the curtains upstairs to see what the weather was doing and saw a magical landscape. I put on my jacket and went out. The moon is almost full and the light so bright and silvery I could see everything clearly, even the colours of some objects – my car, the garage doors. The stars seemed dim next to the moon; orion at the front of the house and when I walked to the back I saw the plough and ursa minor. All I could hear was the soughing of the wind in the trees and the drumming sound one hears as the wind hits ones face and ears. No owls or moorhens – then a solitary car coming along the road from St. Margaret South Elmham. When it’s noise had died away I looked up at the stars again. A shooting star – a millisecond of light streaking across the sky from near ursa major. I didn’t make a wish. There didn’t seem to be anything more to wish for. I thank God for this beautiful world and for being alive in it.
This post is full of photos of some of the flowers in my garden at the moment.
A plum-coloured miniature iris
Blue miniature iris
An early primrose
Snowdrops under the crabapple tree
Catkins with tiny crimson female flowers. These will turn into lovely hazelnuts that will all be eaten by the squirrels!
Spring is on it’s way!