Friday, 25 May 2012
Our eyes feast on verdant green as we inhale the heady scent of blooms. Some promise fruit, others simply bring pleasure.
The smell of spring rain hangs heavy in the air ~ fresh, clean and new.
The mornings come early thanks to the birds who are ever chipper in spite of the hour.
At night, we sleep to the music of millions of frogs. It's insanely loud ~ in stereo sound.
The soil is loamy and warm to the touch. It feels good between fingers and smells alive. After 3 years of coaxing it back to life, it's starting to thank us.
The sun sets late, stretching the days well beyond our energy resources. In all it's glory, Spring is a feast for the senses and we are soaking up EVERY drop...