HOME THOUGHTS FROM ABROAD
Oh, to be in England
Now that April ‘s there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
Robert Browning, of course.
But I am abroad for a few days and so you may find that comments take ages (maybe days!) to be moderated – depending on how access to t’internet pans out.
The Chaffinch has been singing on many a bough for weeks, and so I won’t miss them too much, but I will miss how Spring is uncoiling at my local patch of Stanwick Lakes. I am pretty sure it will have gone ‘Twang!’ by the time I am home. And I will be missing keeping an eye on the Blackbirds nesting in the garden and the Blue Tits that might be nesting too.