These newly lighter, longer evenings are wreaking havoc with the dinner arrangements here Down the Lane. I can't come inside...just need to finish wrestling with this ridiculously rambling rose. Three evenings in a row I have stubbornly stood, back to the Westerly Biter, dead heading ancient hydrangea bushes whilst slowly losing the feeling in my fingers. Three evenings in a row we have eaten a boiled egg for dinner!
It feels so extraordinarily good to see flowers again! So much is waking up every day now, blink and you miss something going from tight bud to blossom or leaf. The house is clad in all sorts of inherited wonders, I am finally able to anticipate, knowing the rhythm of the seasons here on our hill better each passing year.
The house is swathed by a beech hedge scarf. I love the stubborn faded leaves, dry and rustling in the wind. Often still refusing the new buds long after the cow parsley lace has opened. The bank under hedge, roadside, is studded with yellow primrose stars and purple vinca that has made a break for wildom under the hedge and down the lane.
I don't know why, but I like daffodils at Easter. If Easter is late or Spring is early and the two do not coincide I feel strangely cheated.This year all is well, the daffs huddling around the trunks of trees and decorating the fence line are chiming on kew!
I am writing this and thinking about all the patterns implied by the shadows and the limited palette...
..speaking of shadows, being blown about by an April gust!
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Your home is so pretty and I love the hedges! We're having so much wind here that even the stubborn leaves have gone from our hedges. The roads look like deep winter. Spring will come eventually, how lucky you have flowers.
ReplyDeleteHi LeeAnn, here's to flowers SOON! This wind reminds me of the beginning of Chocolat...--x--
DeleteNow that's just the shade of egg I've been trying to crochet in embroidery floss. I'v been nearly there so many times, but had false starts with my amigurumi (being somewhat of a beginner in this 3D wrangling of yarn or string) so have run out of thread just before the end. How craftily frustrating!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you have woven words to conjure the Spring flowers here Sarah. They'd have been vivid in my mind even without the lovely photographs. Happy Spring to you!
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Emma! So good to hear from you...longing to see your egg...I would love to be more adept at crochet, Magpie despairs at my fumblings with yarn!
DeleteA very Happy Easter to you and yours and thank you so much for your lovely words...I am so glad you enjoyed my wind buffeted ramblings --x-x-x--
such a lovely spring post, I love it when everything starts to come to life. hope you have a nice easterxx
ReplyDeleteThanks Michelle! You too --x--
DeleteSounds like you have so many wonderful thing to keep you busy this spring time.
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