Beautifully expressed 💓 I've been thinking the same, through a jam-packed May, will I get to see the bluebells before they start to retreat? A reminder to prioritise a walk this weekend. Thank you 🙏🏽
Love this Laura and completely relate. In May I suffer from nature FOMO - feels like been anticipating these moments for so long and I need to cram them all in before they go! Exhausting.... but still lovely 😊
This is so apt for me today. I have just spent a month walking through France watch Spring in all her glorious green emerge and unfold. As an Australian, I have never really seen such vivid greenness in our spring. Yes, we have the imported trees and other plants but they are interspersed with our eucalyptus trees and the effects are muted by it. The intensity is missing. My soul has been uplifted by its joyous exuberance.
Thank you for this beautiful post. I read it when I woke up this Thursday, still feeling tired and worn out from a challenging few days at work. This article motivated me to go out for my morning walk. Hearing the birds singing to me as the day started to come awake was wonderful healing for my soul. Thanks!
Oh, thank you for introducing me to that Robert Frost phrase. Unlooked for favours happen and I do remember them and now I have a beautiful label.
Today, at a garden nursery, idling, choosing plants and distracting myself, my son is VERY soon to be a daddy, our daughter in law 1 day from her due date and magnificent, a gentle dog sidled to my knee and allowed me to caress its neck and then raised its paw. I was taken out of my slightly anxious mindset as the dog and I connected for a few moments. And then home to read your lovely notes. And wait for a new baby.
This is so beautiful. It reminded me of Annie Dillard's amazing essay on her encounter with a weasel. How can we 'pause' May? I love it so much
Beautifully written Laura 🌿
I feel it. We have but 2 months to cram in all that is the English Countryside in Spring before heading home to Oz. Your description is perfect 🌿
I love that neon green of the beech tree.
I feel the same way about beech woods in May. I hope you get plenty of time to twirl in them 💚
Beautifully expressed 💓 I've been thinking the same, through a jam-packed May, will I get to see the bluebells before they start to retreat? A reminder to prioritise a walk this weekend. Thank you 🙏🏽
You make each word sing and bloom. So beautiful🥰🥰🥰
thanks for the little morning interlude after an early eye-bleeder drive to the airport. A nice escape to a lush fresh existence..
Love this Laura and completely relate. In May I suffer from nature FOMO - feels like been anticipating these moments for so long and I need to cram them all in before they go! Exhausting.... but still lovely 😊
I love that! And yes, Paradise must be a beech wood in May!
This is so apt for me today. I have just spent a month walking through France watch Spring in all her glorious green emerge and unfold. As an Australian, I have never really seen such vivid greenness in our spring. Yes, we have the imported trees and other plants but they are interspersed with our eucalyptus trees and the effects are muted by it. The intensity is missing. My soul has been uplifted by its joyous exuberance.
Thank you for this beautiful post. I read it when I woke up this Thursday, still feeling tired and worn out from a challenging few days at work. This article motivated me to go out for my morning walk. Hearing the birds singing to me as the day started to come awake was wonderful healing for my soul. Thanks!
Loved your beautiful words and feeling about May. It’s a breathtakingly beautiful time, so lush and yet with the promise of more to come.
I am feeling the same about the wisteria on my balcony, I don’t want to miss a minute of it 💜🤍💚
Oh, thank you for introducing me to that Robert Frost phrase. Unlooked for favours happen and I do remember them and now I have a beautiful label.
Today, at a garden nursery, idling, choosing plants and distracting myself, my son is VERY soon to be a daddy, our daughter in law 1 day from her due date and magnificent, a gentle dog sidled to my knee and allowed me to caress its neck and then raised its paw. I was taken out of my slightly anxious mindset as the dog and I connected for a few moments. And then home to read your lovely notes. And wait for a new baby.
It’s always a pleasure to read your words.