On Thursday, a brief break in the relentless rain saw me donning my wellies and making a dash for it – catching a walk in the sunshine before it disappeared again.
Gorse in the hedgerows is always a cheery sight.
I walked straight out across the fields and looked back towards my house across the very soggy land
But I am so lucky compared with the thousands of people who have had their lives disrupted by the floods.
Then, into the woods
I can’t quite explain the sheer joy of seeing sunshine slanting through the clumps of hazel, it made me feel like a woodland sprite skipping over sunbeams.
And the sky went all bluebell too
My whole being was soaking up all this light and joy, making up for months of grey, wind and wet.
Peeping through the trees at the fields looking so green in the sunshine
and of course the obligatory photos of lichen – I am so fascinated by this stuff – I am convinced it holds secrets and answers and healing properties as yet untapped
Moss is nearly as fascinating
but doesn’t hold the magic of lichen.
I do hope you have been able to catch some sunbeams in your neck of the woods.