I know that isn’t really a proper word, but it sums up how I feel about Spring. I know so far, Spring has been a bit hit and miss but, even so, it’s still my favourite. The promise of longer days, sunshine peaking through the grey clouds and little shoots of fresh green growth as the new plants fight their way up from the cold soil into the fresh Spring air.
It’s one of the things I love about living in this country, the beautiful cycle of the seasons. The wonder of new baby animals being born and tiny plants and flowers growing in the Spring, then moving on to lazy sunny days and a full display of bounty and colour in the Summer before slowly winding down into Autumn and finally everything going to bed for the Winter.
As the days get longer, I myself feel a new surge of energy coming out of the Winter months where we have spent most of our time locked inside with the heating on eating chocolate biscuits. I want to get out into the fresh air and explore. Yeah! The little seedlings in the greenhouse are starting to poke their little heads above the dark rich soil that has been keeping them safe and nourishing them – the blossom on the trees is breaking out and it’s so beautiful. The chickens are happier that everything is not just one massive mud bath.
The best days are actually those ones where there is still a slight chill in the air, but it’s really sunny – so you wrap up all warm and the sun hits your face instantly making you feel happy and lucky to be alive. Even better when it’s a walk along the beach, and the pebbles roar with the waves crashing down on them.
It won’t be long before we’re heading over the fields with our picnic basket and the rug, sitting in an open field enjoying the late evening sun with a glass of wine, but that’s another thing altogether!
Lucy’s Life x