Spring

Spring is here and a time to renew and even start anew. There is something about this season: all life seems to awake from the darkness of winter with a desire to clean, build, repair and renew. And some even begin to write a weblog!

Even if it is only a couple of sentences, my aim will be to write something here each day. First off and with Spring in mind, here are some favourite verses from A.E.Houseman's 'A Shropshire Lad':

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now

Is hung with bloom along the bough,

And stands about the woodland ride

Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now of my three score years and ten,

Twenty will not come again,

And take from seventy springs a score,

It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom

Fifty springs are little room,

About the woodlands I will go

To see the cherry hung with snow.