It's now officially spring & today I saw trees in full blossom - a truely uplifting sight. I'm really looking forward to our standard hawthorns coming into flower.
Last night I watched frogs swimmming about a pond by torch-light accompanied by croaks & chirrups. I had not heard either sound until I moved here & now, every time I hear them I think how diminshed my world would be without those sounds. For sometime now the big dog & myself have been on frog/toad patrol as part of our nightly walk. I have perfected a scooping technique for getting the small creatures into a bucket from the road. They go into the nearest of 3 ponds - I'm guessing that is where they were headed.
I'm sure I read somewhere that the Spring Equinox is a time when the fairy folk move between homes. Yesterday I moved my horse to what will hopefully be her final home. It marks a major change for her & us & is one I am still unsure about. I had always envisenged her living in a large herd in a large field - out 24hrs a day all year round. That has happened but, every home move has taken her further & further away from what I see as an ideal. I can only conclude that for this horse, that ideal is not ideal! As I get older I am more & more convinced that it does not do to have too set an idea about the optimum of anything - options, continums and change seem to be more realistic. Time will tell if the current living arrangements for my beloved horse are working well - if not - more change!
Change continues at the church site - more of an evolution really. As we spend increasing amounts of time there and read more about these sorts of ancient sites, the way forward slowly unfolds. Sometimes the next step is small e.g. planting a particular tree in a particular place, to revolutionary e.g. the plans for turning the ruins or part of them into a home. It is a steep learning curve full of ironies. I have never been partcularly interested in building as homes or in owning land or property. And yet I am becoming part of the history of a complex building on an even more complex plot of land that requires extensive knowledge of obscure and/or specialist legislation to work on & with. Life can indeed takes some strange turns.
It is the empty part of the year for our garden produce and I have been forced into buying veggies. Sadly it is true - home grown food does taste so much better than mass produced stuff. Roll on a productive garden.
