Sunday, April 15, 2012


Mid-April. Blue sky, bright sun, hail like mini-marbles, cold wind and warm sun again. 

In the woods we kneel on damp earth to smell primroses and violets.

From the café window we watch chaffinches in their elegant slate-blue and pink courtship plumage.  Robins, greenfinches, goldfinches and several varieties of tit flit from feeder to bird bath to table.

it's colder than March
but the cycle of life
keeps turning

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