The fallow time is ending
You had better be ready
With your plans of where
To plough and what to scatter
When the celandines
Have withered their yolk
Back down to earth
The fallow time is ending
You had better be off
Your backside ready
To make haste or you
Will make no hay
The milk moon will
Glide down the western sky
And set without a thought of you
The fallow time is ending
Lighter nights have slipped by
Beware the birds of spring
Are gathering twigs for nesting
There is no valid reason
To falter.  Seize the season
By the violets in the hedgerows
By the clearness or the sky
By the warming of the earth
This is the time to do or die.

April dances on tip-toes
Sprinkling daisies as she goes
Bewitching green buds to unfurl
Above her crown soft clouds now curl

In the woodlands, in the dells
Weaving magic - casts her spells
The trees now wake from slumbers deep
As April skips around their feet

Celandines carpet meadows green,
Bluebells in our woods are seen,
Daffodils sway in gold arrays
As April brings these longer days.

In the heavens the sun now climbs,
Heralds warmth from southern climes;
The lark again his song now sings
As April flies on butterfly wings.

Enchantment lies in these primrose skies
As winter's mantle once more dies.

we have a storm coming

mainly wind and rain





some of the trains are

cancelled disrupting plans

causing stress & worry

for those travelling including

me



yes, i have snowdrops of differing varieties

the plural of crocus, those early tiny daffs

known by another name and celandines





there is blossom out on the tree that scottish

power gave me to replace the one they cut down

in error



it looks japanese and is a lovely shape of angles



your weather sounds severe so stay as safe

as you can





a pleasant day planned

at home