March Landscape

It was early spring—probably the ugliest time of the year.

Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne’s House of Dreams

This quote is wrong. Here’s why:

Wild grasses.

From the same book: No sign of life was visible, save a big black crow winging his solitary way across a leaden field.

The crow wasn’t exactly co-operating with me when I took this.

Remnant from days of autumn.

A lone daffodil.

It’s not often that I argue with LM Montgomery–not on descriptions at least (there’s plenty in her books that I have problems with, mostly concerning abusive and narcissistic caregivers but that’s a topic for another day). But, as they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Beginnings of Spring in the City

At least I hope so, it’s certainly looking that way. It is a bit too early–these pictures were taken on the same day as the Peaky Blinders sets ones of the previous post, so the penultimate day in February. They’re all from St John’s Garden, a little park in Central Manchester, on the edge of Castlefield.

Daffodils!

See that crow in the tree? (It seems to be my thing, birds in trees.) It was cawing its head off, but what was funny was that it sounded hoarse, as if it had a sore throat. I can’t describe it any other way. People were looking at it and laughing.

Awakening

So–Awakening. I even love the title of this week’s photo challenge. Here I am taking part in the challenge again after some absence. Unusually for me, the picture I’m contributing is a phone camera shot.

tree buds

Snapped on my way home from work.

I can’t resist throwing in some daffodils as well, because, well, spring.

daffodils

For today’s quote, I turn to my long-time favourite girl, LM Montgomery’s Anne Shirley of Green Gables once again:

That is one good thing about this world… there are always sure to be more springs.

~LM Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

Awakening