spring lamb with floral trimmings

It’s Bank Holiday weekend. Not May Day weekend, as it should be; nor yet “Spring bank holiday”, as I thought it might be. It’s simply “Early May bank holiday”, an anodyne phrase with no dangerous political connotations to offend or inspire.

It poured with rain half the night and is still damp and unappealing outdoors and uninspiring indoors, so I thought I’d brighten things up with some recent photos.

 spring blossom
 
spring blossom
 
spring blossom
 
spring blossom
Having been through selecting and rejecting photos and resizing them for the blog, I have remembered a poem I abandoned probably eight or so years ago, which may be vaguely appropriate here:
 

Easter edition

A neighbour brings his sheep to graze

the knee-deep weeds that grow unchecked
in my orchard. He waves his walking stick

and hollers at the youngest lamb, apologising

he forgot the glamour magazines his daughter

brought last time she visited from town.

He tells me this week’s ‘weddings special’ features

designs from New York, Paris and Milan -

all chiffons, satins, pastel lace and froth. I bet

there’s not an image in it to compete

with that lamb scrumping apple blossom.

 

spring blossom

 

Author: don't confuse the narrator

Exploring the boundary between writer and narrator through first person poetry, prose and opinion

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