Come on jump in the car it's time to go for a drive around the English countryside at dusk....
Seat belts on we don't have long before the sun begins to set...It's magic hour.
Beautiful views are everywhere and none of us have a care,This is our time to just be......
Lets stop at the old priory with heavenly light shining through it's door and imagine how it might have looked....
Gaze at its stone arches and then up at the sky and that beautiful window...
With it's views across lush green fields....
We walk past lime green hedgerows on our way back to the car...Spring has sprung!
Driving on past fields of Spring babies....
Stopping a while and saying 'Hello'
The peacock and the hare?
You never know what you will see at dusk in the countryside ...
But it wouldn't be Spring without bundles of snowy white cotton wool bleeting here and there now would it?
They were singing a song as the sun began to set....Press play and hear them and see the little one skipping....
The sun is dropping and the air is turning cold,Time to get back in the car and head for Shingle Cottage...
Home Thoughts From Abroad
Oh,to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm tree bole are tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
And after April,when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds.and all the swallows
Hark,where my blossom'd pear tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops-at the bent spray's edge-
That's the wise thrush;he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And thought the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups,the children's dower
-Far brighter than this gaudy melon flower!
I hope you enjoyed joining us on our dusk drive :)
Join me next time for more tales and goings on from Shingle Cottage...