Our younger two 'children' Hugh and Zoe had their 19th birthday yesterday. We walked down a much-loved spit of land, beechwood and fields, that runs to a spur between between two tidal creeks. The blackthorn was blossoming in great profusion. I think its particularly abundant this year, but that may be because the beautiful April weather has lured us out to see it, when we might not always. We lay in the grass in a circular filed, a small round plot that was a bronze age settlement with a panoramic view of the creek ' to get early warning of marauders'. An iron lode runs under the site, which may be part of its reason for being there. The original circular wall still standing (under a thick hedge of thorn trees elder and bramble), having been marked as a protected accent site, back in the 1600s. Very powerful to lie there drowsily, feeling the old memories of the land here, so many lives and cultures come and gone as the blackthorn keeps up its yearly rhythm.
Magnifiques photos. Ces fleurs épanouies rendent nos paroles inutiles!
Thank you for the beautiful photos. It's been a very flowery spring so far. The dandelions have been particularly prolific. The flowers seem to make the bird song even more melifluous. Namo Amida Bu.