Cherry blossom

Our Cherry tree in full bloom.

Cherry blossoms

No more frosty nights, please.

Spring sprang

Last summer pruned

there are far less blossoms this year

but more visitors to see.

Cherry Blossom

Early this year.

Longlasting Ephemerality

A balcony view.
Even seven weeks later
I feel that delight.

April 23rd, 2016

On the 400th anniversary of Shakespeare's and Cervantes' death
in Seanhenge the cherry-tree is blooming,
the potatoes have been planted,

a pair of phoenicurus has again chosen the balcony
to bring up their nestlings,
and I do still enjoy being busy
with blogging
as little as possible.

Galore

Delight for my eyes
waiting for the bumble bees
Ah! Hear them humming?

Point of view

The frog sitting in the well takes its brim for the horizon.

Ephemerality

The cherry tree's . . .

. . . flowerage . . .

here does it end.

Mayday

There's a humming and buzzing,
a droning and whirring in and around Seanhenge*,
and a blaze of colours that would fill anyone
who has ears to hear, eyes to see and a nose to smell,
with joy and happiness.

* Thankfully, Seanhenge happens to be not situated
in . . . and . . . and . . . and . . . and . . .
oh well, you get the picture.
I am grateful.

Three moments

Three days

Now spring has arrived