Shadows fascinate me
Earth is waking from it’s Winters sleep
warmer days are such a treat
Spring has begun
or has it just sprung
birds are tweeting
Sheep are bleeting
blossom filling the air with scent
smell them quick before they are spent
and busy Bees
pollinating our trees
fluffy white clouds whirling, twirling swirling
for what this year will bring
Frost sprinkles sparkling like icing sugar over my birthday cake, with beautiful clear blue sky to accompany it, a perfect day for a family walk around Beacon Hill Country Park in Leicestershire. Great way to blow off the cobwebs, get out for a run around to try and shed all the Mince Pies and Christmas pudding from the past few days. Winter sunlight was definitely a welcome companion.
Some of my favourite trees are in this wood, their shapes are so aesthetically pleasing, combined with the light, green barked trees and copper coloured Beech leaves what more was needed for stomping, leaf kicking and exploring.
The rocks are pretty fantastic too, formed from volcanic activity 700 million years ago, the summit was originally created at the bottom of the sea from compressed volcanic ash and tilted into their vertical position by an earthquake.
Bluebells are blooming and filling Serpentine Wood at National Trust Calke Abbey with their heavenly scent and bright blue petals. Whilst visiting on a sunny blue sky day they seemed to be the perfect compliment for the acid green leaves bursting from Beech trees.
What could be more idyllic than an English woodland filled with Bluebells and birdsong in Spring. Click here for a virtual Bluebell visit.
Abstract Bluebell photos. I would love to know what you think
Now for something a little different from me, felt inspired to write these words.
Spit spot drip drop, listen to the rain,
spit spot drip drop, shelter from the storm,
spit spot drip drop, underneath an oak tree,
spit spot drip drop, watch it plop from leaf to leaf,
spit spot drip drop, will it ever cease,
spit spot drip drop, puddles getting bigger,
spit spot drip drop, bracken looking greener,
spit spot drip drop, storm is blowing over,
spit spot drip drop, rain is ceasing,
spit spot drip drop, coming to an end,
spit spot drip, sun is peeping from a cloud,
spit spot, time to run around,
spit spot, storm is over, rain has gone,
time to meet afternoon sun.
Snow was forecast overnight to Buxton, Derbyshire but didn’t think it would reach as far south as National Trust Calke Abbey. Upon leaving home the sky was blue and clouds white and fluffy but by the time I had driven for half an hour or so the sky had gone flat grey. One flake then two, and all of a sudden lots of big wet snowflakes swirling around creating a white overcoat, the snow flurry was well and truly under way. It was rather magical and I hope these photos and video clip shows the magic of a March winter wonderland.
Sometimes it’s just nice to sit back and relax.
Yesterday I felt myself staring out of the window and watching clouds. Big fluffy white clouds whizzing past on their way to another destination outside someone else’s window. Ready for another person to stare or glance at, perhaps make a shape from or to call them cotton wool clouds. Occasionally a darker grumpy cloud came past blotting out the sun causing outlook on the world to just be a little dimmer.
Here is a timelapse video of that very view that attracted my attention. 5 hours worth of filming condensed into just over 1 minute of viewing.