Tag Archives: #spring

Hmm…I wonder…

I’ve been known to enjoy the occasional meander or two…. Ok it’s a daily occurrence.

If you ever pass me when I’m out walking alone, please don’t be offended if I appear to ignore you. Meandering time is head space time. Time to rationalise the thoughts of the day. Time to reflect.

It can also be time to daydream and create. Many scenes from my book babies have come to fruition after a good meander.

My mind is seldom still and quiet.

Last Sunday, I enjoyed a short (ok very short) meander with my Girl Child when we visited a holistic therapy centre for a mother/daughter treat. We were early for our appointments and decided to explore the trail beside the centre. There were two routes of differing lengths to choose from. We opted for the shorter one just to be on the safe side.

As we walked along the narrow path, we were surrounded by the sights and sounds of spring. All good for the soul.

Then I spotted it….

My imagination has been whirring away ever since. Who lives in this tiny house? A tiny wizard? A fairy? A witch? …..

I can’t help but think that there’s a story waiting to be told about the “person” who lives behind this tiny door.

Taking a moment to appreciate Spring’s beauty in all it’s colours (well some of them)

The dark days of winter are behind us (the temperatures are still lingering though) and the world is starting to look like a brighter place.

I’ve said many times on here that I’m a creature of habit and, much as I love going for a walk at the end of a busy day to clear the “work stuff” from my head to make room for the “creative stuff”, I do tend to walk the same routes. However, as Spring moves towards Summer, these familiar routes are forever changing.

How?

The flowers are all starting to bloom and their colours make it a rainbow road instead of a grey one. Don’t believe me? Here, take a look for yourself..

Let’s make a wish that, when it arrives, Summer is a long hot colourful one.

Spring (Haiku)

Icy east wind blows.

Sun shines on the rutted path.

Spring lies just beyond.

note: a Haiku is a three line Japanese poem of seventeen syllables ( five, seven, five) evoking images of the natural world.