The morning drive on Thursday
Well not the actual drive but the opportunity to be out in that beauty.
Frost on the ground and whiteflowers not sure if these are early hawthorn or later blackthorn , but small white clusters in the hedgerows .. Set against amazing blue sky. This white cloaking against the vivid green of the new unfurling leaves was really breathtaking.
Late April, Gleaming sparkling and cold and yet behind the windscreen the sun quickly warming up the car space.
Driving into the sun feels warm and eyes all squinty
When I parked and got out to meet the real day it felt very foreign. The sun warm on my face yet I could see my breath. We don’t often get there around here at eight thirty in the morning that mixture of cold and warmth at the same time that I could sense and feel. A real engagement of sense
The hedge along the parking area is almost entirely transformed too. Last week considerable patches still held onto their shaky rattling winter leaves while slender spindles of new buds grew amongst them. This week the new bright green is almost complete, but not entirely. Such a difference too in listening to the hedge in the breeze. These new leaves are still so young and soft they barely sound as they move in the wind, while those remaining dry old things scrape and grate and complain.
And over this that skylark hidden takes the lead.