Hot, long days, sunshine, dawn chorus, light breezes…this is the life! In like a lamb…and out like a lamb, also!
Bright bowl of bird song.
Sun’s heat trumps the North wind’s chill.
Clothes-line bunting flies.
(30/03/12)
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Sunshine at last, it must be nearly eleven months since we’ve had a few days together of bright, warm sun. Not only we appear bedazzled and bemused…
Bumble bees are out,
pale, fumbling after long sleep.
Blinking like old folks.
(23/03/12)
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Lá ‘le Phádraig, St. Patrick’s Holiday weekend and good weather, amazingly!
Bright bowl of birdsong.
Sun’s heat trumps the North wind’s chill.
Clothes-line bunting flies.
(16/03/12)
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The birds know it’s Spring. Their song is beginning to swell and fill the mornings. Around us, the great tits are most vocal.
Bicycle-pump song:
Great tits inflate the morning –
Fill it to bursting.
(09/03/12)
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In like a lamb, March snuck in this year, a glorious, sun-filled antidote to all those months of mist and fog…
The mist, no more here,
long-unseen views reappear.
Birds sing our relief.
(02/03/12)