Bringing in the May...

 

Bluebells, a surprise present from my new garden to me...

 

We moved in as winter began, so its only in the last few months that I have really had the chance or desire to start venturing in to the garden to see what is already here.  I'm trying to resist the urge to start planning and planting straight away, I want to give the garden time to show me what is already happily growing and which areas catch the sun throughout the day...

 

As tired as I am of hearing the cloying phrase "spring has sprung!" I do in fact, love spring, it's probably my favourite season and not just because it heralds in my birthday.  It's the stirring of new life; plants turning green, trees turning in to confetti, animals building nests and engaging in speed dating to produce cute mini versions of themselves. The light slowly returning and making you realise just how much you've missed it... Spring is exciting, it's a season of change, all things start to seem possible again The lethargy of winter isn't quite over but it starts to feel like it could soon be...

The blossom this year has been pretty spectacular with minimal rain and winds to crash the party and send everybody home early. The parks have been full of blossoming trees, garish daffodils and jewelled tulips. The crows are building their nests and all the tiny song birds are out and about...




Magnolias are one of my favourite spring blooming trees, there's just something so irresistible about their flouncy goblet shaped petals. Like land stuck water lilies, swaying in the breeze...

I bought this tree for my garden recently and I hope it will provide me with many beautiful clarion calls of spring for years to come...

 The new garden has two established trees and the masses of blossom on this pear tree promises a lot of fruit to come, possible more than we will know what to do with...

My Japanese maple tree has happily survived the winter and is starting to open up its dusky red leaves, the bright early morning sunshine and last golden rays of the sinking afternoon sun are the best times to view the plant and the play of light on the leaves is a thing of pure pleasure...
 

The Wishing Chair...

Once upon a time there was a girl who read a book called 'The Wishing Chair,' and after she read it, she decided she wanted her very own rocking chair. If it also flew her to magical places, that would be a bonus...

Well as rocking chairs were hard to come by back then, being decidedly "not on trend," and the girl had little means of her own, being very young and without the magic of the internet, she had no luck finding such a chair.

Many years passed and the girl grew up and became distracted by many other weird and wonderful things, but in the back of her mind was always the childlike desire to possess her very own wishing chair.

Finally there came a day when the girl realised that rocking chairs were finally "trending right now" but she realised to her dismay that they were either terribly expensive or cheap on eBay but many miles away and with "collection in person," as a condition of sale.

The girl almost gave up hope...

Then one day she found herself wandering  through a car boot sale when lo and behold, there amidst the dust and the dirt and the all pervading smell of fried onions that always seems to invade car boot sales, the girl spotted, at last, a rocking chair.

 

It was a thing of joy to her although up close she realised it was a little battered and most definitely what could be described as "pre-loved."

 

But no matter, armed with a trusty brush and a tin of so very purple paint, she was able to transform it in to a magical bohemian wishing chair of wonder and if it isn't quite able to physically sprout wings and fly her to mysterious places, at least she can curl up in it with a good book and imagine she somewhere far far away.

 

 

The End