Tramping up the hill
In the deep dusk
To shut the henhouse for the night,
I saw, even in the dim light,
Light buds on the apple tree
And, with the light of my torch,
A budding fresh greenness
At the ends of the flowering currant.
The bird cherry tree buds
Are swelling with new life
And the gorse looks sturdily leaved,
Ready to flower before too long.
If the bees have survived the winter in the chimney,
(the honey has stopped dripping),
They might come out for that.
butty . I love oaks. I have two baby ones in my garden that I am protecting from the deer. The big oaks (pedunculate) around here are bursting into leaf, but my babies are a bit slow.
yoga If only I'd been told some time ago...never mind, all's well that ends well
I like nighingales. Not too sure about cuckoos.
I think that it's better soop now you don't shout at us!
We have had a cuckoo around for a couple of weeks now here in the South East, the rhyme I remember from hundreds of years ago is:
The Cuckoo comes in April,
it sings its song in May,
in the middle of June it changes its tune
and in July it flies away.
And a pair of swallows have just arrived, this time last year I remember listening to the very first nightingale I have ever heard but I haven't heard it yet - just hope that it comes back 
butter that conjours up sights, sounds and smells of a lovely walk
Butter For sure, you are a poetess...
Carol Hushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 
Soop I just meant quiet because your letter have gone lower case! 
Carol...I'm out of my bed all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Isn't it a glorious day 
soop you've gone all quiet!
It most certainly was dear bagitha...
Of course! Was it me (I? ... nah) who put it in capitals to begin with? You're a capital lady!
bagitha Do you approve of my new name?
bagitha Correction...J tells me that it was a reed warbler. The martins have arrived at the home of friends living nearby. J also informs me that he was greeted by a chorus of chiffchaffs when he fed the birds this morning.
Another day of amazing cloud formations and a shimmering mirror-calm sea.
DH just heard a cuckoo! That's far too early! (and where was I? on this flippin' puter again! 
! so I missed it)
Supersoop -
She is (or was) the Polish Poet Laureate.
Butter - thank you for the poem. It is special.
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