|View from our bedroom window: Palm Sunday 2013|
Here is an extract from a poem about the Spring by DH Lawrence:
"This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes..."
Yeah, thanks for that Mr Lawrence. My daffs haven't even opened yet!
I said to Rob, "Welcome to Spring" He replied, "You're welcome to it".
Later Bethan insisted we play Christmas songs. It was very difficult explaining to her why we don't play Christmas songs when it isn't Christmas but she said in a confused state, "But it's snowing!"
Then we tried to explain about Easter and she looked at us as if we were a radio playing a lot of white noise.