Spring’s colour is yellow, and at Sun Rising the winter’s snowdrops have now all given way to the beautiful rich blooms of the daffodils. The first cowslips are coming through in the meadow and some early primroses, together with the first dandelions. With the pale green of tender new leaves, the first being the hawthorn in the hedgerows and the cherry trees on graves, there is such an uplifting sense of new light, a new cycle, new life.
The warmth of this week is, of course, a delight in many ways, but we desperately need rain. When it comes, the earth will soak it up with such a thirst.