When I posted about the Queen’s birthday a few hours ago, I had forgotten that today was Earth Day.
Having now remembered, I think perhaps this poem and pictures would have been more appropriate, so this weekend we’ll have an additional post.
(Only the top image was taken in Spain, and I’m not really sure that it was actually La Mancha, but that’s probably not that important.)
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According to the news, the Queen celebrated her 91st birthday yesterday by going to Newbury races.
As far as I can ascertain, there was no special monarch’s trophy awarded or race run to mark either the Queen’s birthday or her presence at the event; even so, it’s as good a reason as any for starting this post with a photo of a magnificent golden kingcup.
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Yesterday’s post looked at a few of the different aspects of Easter and prompted a comment about the goddess Eostre, who may or may not have been an invention of the eight century monk, the Venerable Bede.
This reminded me once more that the ‘new life’ of Easter is not just about the Christian resurrection, but is also linked with fertility.
From there, my mind jumped to the etymological link with oestrus and oestrogen.
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I read in the papers recently that Easter has now become almost as great a non-religious celebration as Christmas, with gifts and cards, crackers, candles and floral wreaths.
Personally, I won’t be celebrating in any way, except inasmuch as today being Easter Sunday has influenced the choice of photos for this blog post.
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Well, not actually a cuckoo as such, but a cuckoo flower.
March went out like a lamb and it’s been gloriously warm recently – so much so that I am afraid we have already had our summer – so I had begun to wonder what had happened to the April I know and love who provides us with such constantly changing weather that we are never short of a topic of conversation.
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