May arrived and the trees lining our street donned their new, bright green dresses. The fresh leaves are amazingly, improbably green. I see it happen, I notice it get greener every day. And yet, there comes a day when I’m cycling home in the early evening and I turn on our street and the greenness takes my breath away. How lovely it is. It is only by a series of random and completely unplanned events that I’ve found myself living here. I am grateful for it every day.
In other news, there is now a swan family, with six fuzzy cygnets, living on the canal. And a mama duck with near a dozen fluffy ducklings at the pond. As if I needed more motivation to go out for walks.
When the sun is out, all I want to do is be outside. When it’s raining, I don’t complain much, I just think of all the wildflowers in the meadows that are thankful for the drink. How easy it is to be content in the spring!