As the chill of winter arrives on the breeze and the cosy warmth of log fires beckons, it’s naturally a time when thoughts turn to the adventures we might enjoy when the days lengthen and the warm sunshine returns next spring.
I love walking in an English spring.
In the countryside, life is bursting forth in dramatic fashion. Everything wakes up. Beneath the growing woodland tree canopies beautiful carpets of wild indigo coloured bluebells fill the air as you walk with a delicate scent.
Wild garlic, with its more pungent smell, is another springtime favourite. Its small symmetrical white flowers look striking against the mild green coloured leaves. And green is the colour of the moment in an English spring.
As you walk, myriad shades of green jump out at you from the vibrant almost luminous shades of the growing new leaves to darker hues.
Spring is a time of reawakening. A time of new life.
Walks at this time of year evoke great feelings of happiness within me and are refreshing and bright. The noticeable sound and chatter of bird song and mild, warm spring sunshine after winter’s cool chill are particular favourites. Walks in spring put a smile on my face.
With warm regards,
Alison
