Blog shy

No publicity please.

Out of sync

I had been wondering what was strange about this spring,
apart from its lateness,

when it occurred to me on a drive home

that all these harbingers are being lit

 by a higher, stronger, longer sun,

undappled by foliage on trees.

Spiced beetroot soup

Artistic presentation.

I wish I could tell you

this was deliberate.

Not our cat

The approach.

The closer inspection.

Turn on charm.

The sizing up for comfort.

 The cautious elevation.

Look no claws.

Attain cushioned seat.

Successful completion of Stage 1.

The prospect.

The polite hesitation on threshold.

Ingress.

Successful completion of Stage 2.

Abandon caution.

 Locate kitchen.

Locate pantry.

Double check pantry.

Check exit.

Miscalculate old woman's agility.

The return visit next day.

Door open.

Block doorway.

Appear on blog.

Successful completion of Stage 3.

The Borrower

If it must start raining again,

and it is,

why can't it do it with the dramatic stylishness

demonstrated here at my good friend

J of India's blog?

In fact I think this is the way forward.

When life fails to deliver blog-worthy material,

I shall appropriate it from 

useful and beautiful places elsewhere.

The very Happy Birthday weekend

A spring flower show.

A new walk.

A bright birthday dawn.

The first tulips and the first glass of rosé.

A daring walk at an unusually low tide

round the familiar headland

to reveal the one beyond.

A little symbolic I couldn't help thinking 
as I look ahead to

the uncharted waters of my sixties

from the last year of my fifties.

Chocolate.

Useful and beautiful presents

and kind cards and messages

from friends and family.

What better?

Giving the appearance of

spring.
Although today snow is falling again
and the sun has shown its face only once,
like this.

Here's hoping for normal service to be resumed

as soon as possible.

4th April 2012