Something small and yellow and very dainty growing in my garden for today’s Flower of the Day 🙂
I’m not the world’s best gardener but I love having a garden, and I love spending time in it. These images are all from the first lock-down last summer, when the garden was blooming at its best and I was just so happy to have the opportunity to be sitting outdoors in the sunshine with a cup of tea.
I’m really looking forward to the weather picking up enough this year to be able to spend some quality time in the garden again, meeting up with friends and family (Covid restrictions permitting) and enjoying my beautiful outdoor space 🙂
For this year’s April Blogging from A-Z Challenge I’m aiming for an alphabetical exploration of my personal thoughts and feelings on the continuing Covid 19 pandemic one year on, using a mix of poetry, pics and ponderings…
The weather forecast did predict a flurry of snow for Easter Monday, and sure enough this morning we woke to a sunny but snowy spring garden… Brrr…! 🙂
There’s an old flowering cherry tree in our garden, now grown far too big to be ornamental and situated far too close to both the house and the garden wall to be a good idea with all those searching roots, so potentially this may be the last year we have it – once lock-down is over we’re intending taking professional advice on all the old trees in the back garden, and acting on whatever advice we are given 🙂
Trying to capture garden daffodils blowing around in the spring breeze on a sunny Sunday morning isn’t the easiest of tasks – they just wouldn’t stay still in shot! 🙂
Honestly, this week I’d have felt lost without having my precious garden to escape to. It’s helped give me a proper focal sense of purpose during my first full week of unemployment due to redundancy, an actual, practical physical space to spend time in welcome activity as well as providing me with an abstract emotional passive space to process how I feel about not having a job any more.
This week I’ve had ample sunshine and fresh air and feel-good exercise and a quiet, subtle reminder that whatever else this pandemic has put a stop to, nature has endured throughout. Over this past year of repressive Covid restrictions and devastations the seasons have turned as ever, from spring to summer to autumn to winter and now back to spring again. The world still turns on its axis, familiar and free, and life goes on regardless…
So for me, I’d have to say that the healing power of nature has won the week, helping to keep me smiling through an otherwise difficult few days 🙂
The last of my spring crocus in the garden – they’re starting to die off now, so I captured them one last time before they go 🙂
A shy daffodil tipping her head down for today’s Flower of the Day 🙂