A Black Bird Singing at Dusk…

It was exactly two weeks ago that the black bird who likes to hang around in my garden decided that the spring has come and it is time to start singing again. And since then, every day, at late afternoon it sits on top of the ash tree next to my house and starts singing, and keeps on going until it is nearly dark. It is my daily joy.

I know it is a cliche, but spring is such a hopeful season. Having moved house last year, this is my first spring here and I am so looking forward to seeing what sorts of plants come up in my new garden. There aren’t that many flowers yet, though, they’re still on their way, so today’s picture will have to be of dead flowers. I’m not sure what you think, but I think they’re beautiful too…

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