It is so lovely, on this April morning, to see the new green shoots everywhere. Despite the cold it seems that Spring has sprung.

I love how raindrops collect inside the new Lupin leaves. Zoom in on this one. It is truly beautiful.

We have taken advantage of the sunshine to plant some seeds in the hope that they will germinate while we are away.

Nigella, Cornflowers and Night Scented Stock seeds planted

This seems an appropriate poem for today, April Morning by Sara Teasdale. I especially like the last two lines in the first stanza.

I went out on an April morning
All alone, for my heart was high,
I was a child of the shining meadow,
I was a sister of the sky.

There in the windy flood of morning
Longing lifted its weight from me,
Lost as a sob in the midst of cheering,
Swept as a sea-bird out to sea.