Spring morning marvel
lovely nameless little hill
on a sea of mist
Basho
I am listening to the birds each morning and enjoying the brighter days. The
garlic mustard greens, cinquefoil, and spring bulbs are popping their heads out
of the ground to assure me that the Cailleach really is in her white stone now.
Kore has come to bring changes into our garden and our lives again and I embrace
her. I love the gently spring rains and the feelings of the change in the air. Today
we will hang up birdhouses and invite birds to our garden. We love listening to them,
identifying them and watching their antics in the garden.
garlic mustard greens, cinquefoil, and spring bulbs are popping their heads out
of the ground to assure me that the Cailleach really is in her white stone now.
Kore has come to bring changes into our garden and our lives again and I embrace
her. I love the gently spring rains and the feelings of the change in the air. Today
we will hang up birdhouses and invite birds to our garden. We love listening to them,
identifying them and watching their antics in the garden.
