Wednesday 20 May 2015

19 May : Buttercups




Long tunnels of watery green beech trees, towering pyramids of horse chestnut candles, huge banks of creamy hawthorn blossom and billowing froth of cow parsley, spiky white wild garlic and the soft carpet of blue bells, bold yellow slicks of rape fields against the hot sky and the glimmer of buttercups. This is England in May - I would not want to live anywhere else.

8 comments:

  1. Is it me just taking the time to stand and stare or is this a particularly spectacular spring season? The horse chestnut candles are huge and the trees laden with more blossom than I can remember, yes , nowhere else I would rather be.

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  2. In previous Mays I have been inside from dawn to dusk staring at exam marks and suchlike so everything has been fresh, bright green and extra special this year and just when you think that it can't get any more beautiful you go round a corner and Bang! Buttercups!

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  3. May in the Netherlands much the same! It's good to be where one wants to be.
    Andrea

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    1. Indeed - I am happy to live in a little burrow of wood fires and cushions and emerge to the English spring every year. How lucky we are!

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  4. Engladn in May. Amen to that x

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  5. oh, it's been a long week. that's supposed to say England........ x

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    1. Don't panic - I won't tell your children.

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  6. Long tunnels of cow parsley here , too , along the canals .
    It's such a pity that one can't bring it indoors in armfuls .

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