A Spring in my Step

At last the creative sap is rising coinciding as usual with the fresh new growth of Spring.

I have made a series of little geese filled with lavender from my garden last year. They are blushing with excitement at the prospect of some warmer weather. I am wondering whether to sell some?

I have started walking whenever possible at the beginning of the day through some woodland. A stretch of about four miles. A green corridor. To chart and mark these walks an altered book of children's stories will be my record.

This morning the sound of scribbling larks over the open fields.

An echoing machine gun of woodpeckers in the woodland.

Many little hidey holes with wildlife emerging into the warming sun

Written in the stars...

... is our connection with all around us...

... we only need to notice....

                                                                    ... and we cannot fail to be inspired.