Look Up, The Skies Are Blue

We’ve had some nice blue skies in Manchester this spring. I have, as ever, been taking pictures. Here I want to offer you two contrasting photographs.

Picture of a blue sky and white clouds with modern architecture and street lights:

Picture of a blue sky and white clouds framed by trees:

And no, they don’t fight. As I always say, both is good.

Spring Fairies Live Here

What if we imagined that fairies lived in the dents of tree roots?

And that fallen blossom petals were their carpets?

And they played hide and seek under the (white) bluebells and daisies?

And they used the green leaves as slides?

Really, what if we all were a bit like Anne of Green Gables in the spring?

Bend In Train Tracks

I planned to post something else today, but then I saw this week’s Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge was Bend. I like this prompt (many, many moons ago there was a challenge like that from WordPress, remember when they used to do those?). I dug through my archives for a suitable picture; I was after one that captured a bend in the road. I found something even better:

It’s from my trip to Lyme Park in June 2021.

The reason I like this prompt is because it gives me a chance to quote my favourite heroine, Anne Shirley. At the end of the first book, Anne of Green Gables, Matthew dies and Marilla is left in a bad financial situation, in addition to her falling eyesight. Anne makes a decision to stay with her and teach school, instead of taking the scholarship to college. As she tells Marilla, before the trouble began, her life stretched in front of her like a straight road. But now there is a bend.

I don’t know what lies around the bend, but I’m going to believe that the best does. It has a fascination of its own, that bend, Marilla. I wonder how the road beyond it goes—what there is of green glory and soft, checkered light and shadows—what new landscapes—what new beauties—what curves and hills and valleys further on.

Anne Shirley, Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery

She continues to refer to the bend in the road throughout the rest of the series.

The Anne books are filled with so many gems, and this is just one of them.

(Also, they’re not children’s books, neither is majority of LMM’s work–but that is a topic for another day.)