I have always considered this time of year both beautiful and sad. The early flowers on the cherry and blackthorn trees are shedding their petals. They are falling like confetti on sidewalks, hedges, fields and gardens. I think there is something magical ,almost spiritual ,about it .
Their short couple of weeks of glory is over. Now lots of other trees and shrubs are flowering. The cherry and blackthorn disappear in the green background.
As I listen to the constant murmur of traffic on the M50 my mind is elsewhere. I am in the countryside, looking at the fresh green of the grass and trees; hearing a distant cuckoo, seeing magpies squabbling, and scenting the aroma of the furze bushes. Simple things, some might say even common things but still beautiful. Anyway, tomorrow I get to go home for the weekend and hopefully get to enjoy the beauty.
Thank you for spending time here.
9.april.2022 – with light in the forest
2 years ago
2 comments:
I want more, and this time you are bookmarked.
Este important ca in viata sa fii marcat de lumea schimbatoare din jur ...sensibilitate si frumos ...dar suntem oare atenti numai la ce se intampla in universul nostru interior ? Ne preocupa ce se intampla in sufletul celor din jurul nostru ?Sunt lumi inchise ..si ele frumoase ca sunt undeva in fundul necunoscut al fiintei noatsre .Este tare pacat ca mereu ne pare rau dupa ceva care a fost ..fie ea frunza sau iubire
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