Janey
Hard, bright, wilding skies
rushing, foaming high-tides and
a full-moon rising
Helen
Hellebores and fritillaries astonish with their speckled splendour.
Liz
Warm sun through wet branches glistens on dewy grass
Janey
Hard, bright, wilding skies
rushing, foaming high-tides and
a full-moon rising
Helen
Hellebores and fritillaries astonish with their speckled splendour.
Liz
Warm sun through wet branches glistens on dewy grass
Janey: Hyacinths pushing their way through sodden black soil.
Helen: Snowdrops still lighting the way down dusky hedgerows
Janey: Quinces in flower, and the first wild cherry blossom
Liz: Rain falls on waterlogged fields.
Helen: Today is the colour of gold - fat pale lemon catkins against the sky. A Goldeneye on the water puffing and preening. Sunlight pushing its way, surprisingly, into the house
Janey Thompson: A sullen mist sits on the hills. The sparrowhawk rises...
Liz Allan: Tones of grey
Emma Lavelle: The first snowdrops and daffodil buds emerging 🌱
Helen Hutchinson: This endless wind has work to do, rolls up his sleeves and roars: ‘Let’s get these ditches dry for spring!’ Yes, say the snowdrops in the hedgerows, nodding.