This post is somewhat out of seasonal step – I made this last August. The weather here yesterday was so beautiful, the cats were lazing in sun patches, and it reminded me that before we know it the heat of summer will have arrived. Until then though, I am enjoying the February stillness. It doesn’t yet feel like the year has quite started, instead the seeds are germinating under the surface of my self – all the work is happening underground, like duck’s feet underwater.
To remind you about summer then…
One green meadow,
some Red Valerian heading for compost,
take a line for a walk,
follow the trail further and further with the Catstails bobbing in the wind,
sit and breathe for a while.
After this, I lay down in the grass and reaching up above my head I absent-mindedly picked a clover leaf. I brought it to my face and discovered it was a four leaf clover. Yes. The very first one I picked. I sat up and straight away spotted another one - and then another. I had laid down in a whole patch of them - some had six or seven leaves. Magic!