On the road

In full bloom.

Spring's entering Seanhenge

It's blooming in Seanhenge

and it's buzzing, 

and tonight I heard the cranes singing.

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.

Spring

Last March...

the view ...

on the way to "my" pool.

This March my view ...

... in Seanhenge.

Tom Waits proved right

Croci ...

... soon the bluebells, too, ...

daffodils ...

... they all prove Tom Waits right.

You can never hold back spring

Tom Waits *7 December 1949

Busy for the Bees

Sitting in the sun
and looking  appletreewards
it buds and blossoms.

Spring

Thus it began, February 26th.

Thus it went on, March 3rd.

One day later the first bombus terrestris
or large earth bumble bee / buff-tailed bumble bee
crawled around.

The same happened with the yellow crocus.
February 26nd.

 

March 4th.
(different bumble bee, though)

 

On the Road

Down the hill . . .

Magnolia

No part of Seanhenge.
This very magnolia
belongs to neighbours. 

Point of view

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

Glimpse of early rape

. . . on leaving the village . . .

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.

Spring ... for any reasons?

While for several reasons I am once again extraordinary busy with not blogging;
while for several reasons the world – although possible –
is not going to become a better place;
while ... well, you could go on and on, yourself, couldn't you? ...
spring is flowering out.
For severals reasons, probably.

And, for several reasons,
my heart does rise with joy like a falcon up to the sky,
whenever I am so lucky that my eyes do notice
what in the following I am going to share.

Blausterne (does anyone know the English name?)
growing between wall and sidewalk;

a daffodil,

violas,

crocus,

Blausterne again
(does, meanwhile, anyone know their English name?)

jasmine,

violas,

daffodils, again, near a trunk
that might (fingers crossed!) get chosen to become summer residence
of a Queen of bumble bees;

and another Blaustern.
(Does anyone meanwhile know ... ?)

More harbingers of spring

Harbinger of spring

Cranes are back

Same sight, different view

Well, for yesterday's post I chose a photo taken in April, around Eastern.
That's why the Osterglocken (Easterbells = daffodils) meanwhile are withered, and thus today it looks a bit different: Narcissi & Co. have taken their place, the hazeltrees have put on their foliacious skirt. Only Forest Bulb remains as it is.

Instead of a rant

about ...
[take your choice; you can hardly be wrong]

here's a glimpse of what pleases my eyes,
whenever on my walks I am reaching this spot.