Lighter mornings. Lighter evenings. Too good to be true? I think not. Linen shirts. Pastel hues. Floral dresses waltz down the streets. Rivers thaw. Blossom blooms. Freshly mown grass fills the air. Windows open. A symphony of noise. The dawn chorus sings from above. Mini egg season. Pancakes too? You’re spoiling us now, stop it! Walks with friends. Rosé in hand (obviously.) A light jacket will do. A crisp breeze bites. Inhale. Blow those cobwebs away. Lambs leap. Daffodils dance. The grass fights back with all its might. Declutter. Strip it back. Cultivate calm all around. Clocks jump forward. The hours stretch. Why good day to you spring.
When the world feels heavy as it does right now, I find myself gravitating towards nature for a sense of peace and grounding and cherishing the signs of hope it offers amongst the heaviness. Be it the five hundred year old oak tree that I pass on my walk with Porter and Berkeley each morning, that has weathered many a storm and lives to tell the tale to this day. Or the snowdrops and daffodils that have poked their heads up from below, bringing vivid colour back to what has at times felt like a bleak landscape in recent months; with the arrival of March comes the long-awaited arrival of spring and a sense of optimism for better days ahead.
I read a post the other night, written by @blackliturgies that really resonated with me.
In light of the atrocities being imposed on Ukraine right now, the account made the following statement:
‘If you don’t know what to say, choose silence. In doing so, we amplify those voices that are most prone to being drowned out by the noise of the world. Maybe it’s not your voice you need to hear today. You don’t have to know what to say. Release the expectation that you should be articulate and wise in the midst of global terror, when really you’re just confused and scared or feel nothing at all. Silence can be sacred too. You don’t have to understand it all, to be afraid…’
With that in mind, I’ll be the first to say that I’m not an expert in geopolitics and humanitarian crises – nor have I ever pretended to be. I’ll also be the first to say that I’m not an expert at articulating how I feel about something that feels so morally wrong and heartbreaking on all levels.
What I am an expert in (if I do say so myself!) is providing pockets of escapism from every day life for those of you that seek it and getting a bit too excited about sausage-shaped dogs and planting bulbs in the greenhouse!
With that said, though my thoughts and prayers are with the people of Ukraine and everyone in Russia condemning Putin’s actions, over the coming weeks, I will continue to do what I do best.
If that’s not for you right now, I genuinely understand.
Should you find yourself needing a moment to escape though, feel free to join me.
I am disappointed with your statement. You don’t have to be an expert to loudly condemn terror and unnecessary suffering. with this laconic announcement in the privacy of your blog you showed your ignorance and stupidity. You have shown that a woman should sit locked in her bubble of an ideal life and not comment on difficult topics. life is not only joy. wake up
What a beautiful opening to March. This is exactly what is needed at the moment, a positive outlook and a small escape from the anxieties of the world. Thank you!
I’m currently in Dorset and throughly enjoying beach walks, but more importantly the tiny treasures I find on them. I’m also seeing the beginnings of blossoms coming out which has brought me untold joy, the first signs of spring!
I look forward to hearing of all the great things you grow in your green house in the coming months, i too wish to grow more this year! Carrots especially! Good luck x
Hello lovely, I’ve recently started following you and absolutely love all of your posts. They brighten my day and make me smile.
I’m a full time carer for my lovely hubby who developed early onset Alzheimer’s at the age of 57 and you constantly bring a little sunshine into my life.
Thank you for making me smile.