Spring Week at Dixon Hill: 7

I took a trip to London on Thursday (for the first time in many a year). As the train travelled south, there was a noticeable greening of the landscape. I saw forsythia in blossom and daffodils in full flower. Occasionally, a tree or bush already covered with timid leaves.

Here on our Pennine hillside, new shoots are slower to emerge. Most of them are just beginning to peep at the world, the bravest only just unfurling. On my morning walk today, the stems pictured above were the closest thing I could find to fresh foliage.

But the leaves are on their way. And the opening buds already teasing with their beauty. Soon they’ll unroll wantonly, the grass will grow, and the valley will be all shades of green again. After all, it’s spring.

Comments

[jeand]

What a beautiful picture of foliage. You can almost sense the leaves curled up inside waiting to open.