England at its best

What are the biggest mistakes people make when visiting your country?

The month of May is by far the most beautiful time of the year to visit England. 

People visiting at other times of the year are probably going to be disappointed.

Sure, we are having heatwaves, but when we aren’t, they can really expect a ‘four seasons in one day’ thing, going on.

During May, the hedgerows are fat and happy. The trees are green. The birds are active. The plants and flowers are glorious-simply at their best, and England has gotten warmer after a long, bleak, and grey winter.

Watching the lambs play is something else.

And breathe

What’s a simple pleasure in life that brings you joy?

Yay, the perfect prompt to post one of my fave poems….again

Lesuire

WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?β€”

No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

By W.H.Davies ( 1871~1940)

Shiny happy people

Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind.

I’ve just got in from the supermarket. There is hardly a cloud in the oh so blue sky. It’s a bit chilly, but it hasn’t dampened the spirit of the great British public.

It’s Sunday, so the vibe is pretty good anyway with some people off work. But the sunshine has nailed it, and the atmosphere is light.

Out come the shorts and the flip flops. Crates of beer, stuff for the barbie, it was all happening in the store today. And the drive home was lovely, lambs running around, greenery in the hedgerow, and I just passed a little lad in his dinasour costume 🌞