Sunday morning - Spring is in the air
Spring is most definitely in the air - and while I would be much happier if the temepratures were more generous, my heart is instantly warmed by the sights of Nature's promise of better times to come - lambs gambolling in the fields as you drive away out of the city. Daffodils fighting for attention next to the pale snowdrops and crocuses, and the smell of hyacinths, is my proof that the gardens and hedgerows will eventually shake themsleves out of the doldrums and deliver their annual bounty of colour and fragrance.
Seeing the shrubs and flowers spill onto the road as you drive by is such a wonderful sight for the many of us who have neither the time nor the space to nurture our own gardens. The wild flowers are still my favourites - particularly the primroses and their yellow perfume - there are carpets of them close to where I now live and while I have to wait till next month to enjoy them once again - it's worth it, if only because they remind me of home. There was a small clutch of them beside a stream where our sheep and cow used to graze and it was like your own little garden. Those were the pre-ipod days, and my music came mainly from the radio, when, if you were lucky enough, you would sneak off and listen to the charts for the latest hits - making them possibly even more memorable.
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