Thursday, 17 February 2011

Lighting up time

It's almost 7am.  I've been up for just over an hour, and am currently sitting on the train heading for London.

So far, so ordinary.

What has made today a little bit different is light.  When I left the house at 6.30, I could not only see my car, but I could also see the hills over in the distance.  There was a pale band of sky which allowed me to see the shape of the hills, the few trees on the skyline, and the lowest clouds.

Spring is definitely springing.

Added to that, once I arrived at the station with a couple of minutes to spare, I could stand in Platform 1* and listen to the dawn chorus.

For the last few months, the only birdsong I have heard at that time of day has come from the owls who live in the woods around the station.

We have many purple crocuses in flower in the garden, snowdrops all over the back garden, and the pink heather in the tub under the rose arch is in flower.

I feel as though I ought to don a white robe and leaf garland, and skip round the village giving libations to everyone.  Perhaps living in Wiltshire has got to me.

*The only platform.  They could name it anything if they wanted to.


Middle Sis said...

Spring has sprung, the grass is ris, I wonder where the boidies is.....

livesbythewoods said...

...the boids is on da wing

But dat's absoid!

I always thought da wing was on da boid!