Today is one of THOSE days.....you know the kind when you wake up full of the joys of Spring and glad to be alive.
I'm sure you've all had them.
Well, today is my 'Glad to be alive' day.
We'd a good hard frost again last night so the early morning air was chilly. Everywhere was clothed in a crisp white layer.
I looked back at my footprints across the lawn, showing black against the crispy whiteness.
I wandered near the pond watching the fish gliding around flashing glints of silver, gold and orange.
As the sun rose and warmed everything, shining it's golden glow around the garden the crisp white frost melted.
Flowers opened, the bees came buzzing in and even a butterfly graced the first open flower of my magnolia.
Two swallows arrived here from Africa way yesterday afternoon and they were busy building up the front entrance of last years nest that winter has ravaged, swooping down for the soft mud in my bog garden and flying with beaksful to rebuild their nest under the eaves.
A loved up pair of collared doves were billing and cooing to each other before mating precariously on the top of the fence and the frogs were singing love songs in the pond and laying great clumps of transluscent spawn.
I stood amongst all this, in my night attire, steaming cup in hand, and drank in the beauty of the day.
Nature's wonderful and I'm so glad to be alive.
The loved up collared doves