“April is the cruelest month,” according to T S Eliot in his long and complex poem, The Waste Land.
This line came back to me recently as I stood and watched heavy rain almost beat the blossom from the trees. I’m sure that’s not what he had in mind when he wrote it but it felt quite apt just then.
In between the fog and the rain, we’ve had some lovely days, days when it would have been criminal not to stop and take photos of the glorious blossom as I was passing.
It seemed particularly abundant this year but maybe that’s because I was looking for it?
A week after I snapped these photos, much of the blossom was already gone. I’m sure there’s a message from Mother Nature there about appreciating every day or something.
Poor old Mark has been suffering with his hay fever and it’s horrible to see him all bunged up and red eyed. I’ve tried to keep my joy at the blossom under under wraps but I’m not sure I’ve been that successful.
Are you a blossom fan? Have you had much where you live?
Our week, like many people in the UK, has been dominated by the snow. I took lots of photos of Freya and her friends having fun playing outside while they were off school but this quick snap is my favourite (sorry if you’ve already seen it on Instagram).
We saw these gulls fighting over a scrap of food nearby and, as they took off and flew overhead, I quickly pointed my camera up and snapped a shot. I wasn’t sure if it would come out because it was snowing quite heavily (don’t worry, I had a plastic bag over my camera) but I think it looks rather pretty.
Anyway, I’m more than ready to see the back of the white stuff now (I don’t know how people who live in countries where it snows all the time do it). I hope you have all stayed safe and warm.
Please pop back tomorrow when the author S D Robertson takes part in my Behind The Book feature. He’s just published his third book and has advice about believing in yourself as well as some writing tips.
The last time Mark and I had a rare day off together without Freya we were completely clueless as to what to do with ourselves – and ended up wasting the day.
This time we had a plan. A trip to Fairhaven Woodland and Water Garden. I’ve been before but it was Mark’s first visit. After dropping her off at school, off we went. It was a cold but gloriously sunny day.
There was plenty of autumn colour.
Don’t tell the others but this is my new favourite tree.
Plus some lovely flashes of pink (and blue if you include the kingfisher that whizzed by).
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Wishing you a great week ahead.