The Colours of Spring
It is late in the afternoon when I suggest to Charles that we make a foray into Spring and discover how the season progresses down the Valley (where it is a smidgen earlier and where the buttercups and yellowbells first dot the hills).
We turn left at the end of the lane, on to the highway, but at the first opportunity we take a side road that follows the river to Cawston.
We round the corner by the park, where a forsythia bush is glowing in the afternoon sun,
and take the road down to Ginty's Pond.
The sun catches the disintegrating bullrushes with a luminous glow
as if they were held from below as fairy flares.
The road is lined with scarlet willow
until we come to an open patch of meadow on the left,
where the sap is rising sweetly in the shrubs
that border the pond.
As we turn at the end of the road the hills across the river
fold green above us.
and an old gnarled evergreen dominates the pasture beneath it
More gloriously vibrant shrubs align the
bullrushes that clog the water
Great tall trees in the midst of dressing themselves in Spring's tender greenery
and then a radiant grove of birch, smooth as satin
and intertwined with red willow
A last glimpse of the brilliant new growth in the pond
and two nesting Teals
and we turn and follow the road to the Upper Bench
where the peach trees are promising an imminent show of pink blossoms
and the hills are green and verdant.
As we drive through the orchards blocks of apricot trees
are blooming tentatively in the face of a late spring frost.
We go the long way home and stop to watch the calves below us
where the fields are green and the creek snakes along the edge
We turn back to the highway, crossing a small bridge that spans the creek.
The willows that follow its course are as spectacular today
as they were in all their fall finery, and the dried grasses whisper in the spring breeze.
We come home to happy hour and the gold of daffodils
and a lovely hour of piano music provided by
our oldest son, who followed us up the lane!
And full of awe at the stirrings of life and the beauty
that accompanies it.