Definitely Spring, primary colours appearing again….
Bright, yellow bunting,
hoisted by forsythia,
in welcome of Spring.
(26/02/16)
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The dawn chorus is building with each passing day...
The spring day’s song-filled:
Robins from every quarter;
Pheasant clears his throat.
(19/02/16)
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One day good, two days bad…
The sun ventures out.
Emerges from its hiding.
Pale and delicate.
(12/02/16)
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Finally, sunny days, evenings still cold…
The sky blushes peach
behind viridian pines.
The mercury falls.
(05/02/16)