why I wish I was a cow

The thing about spring is it’s just so tasty.


Admit it. You’ve looked at fresh spring grass and thought you’d like to take a bite, haven’t you?

You haven’t, have you. It’s just me. Oh dear. Anyway, never mind.


I’m sitting in my my mum’s garden. It’s sort-of-almost-warm-enough to sit here on the swing. I’m believing it’s summer when the sun rays warm my legs through my jeans.


I took lots of photos today (iPhone still – being devoid of a camera when it’s your primary way of seeing the world is horrible, incidentally). They’re the way I see spring. Actually, they’re the way I see everything. Patterns of colour and texture. Tiny flowers peeking out of fresh grass. Green and green and green. I love spring best.

(I think I say that about every season.)











Thank you so much for all the lovely comments recently. I’ve been a bit rubbish at replying for which I apologise. I’m resolving to be a bit better at blogging more often.

I’ve been wondering how to fit the new life we’re making in with this blog which carried so much of my old life with it. But I realised it doesn’t really matter as long as I’m happy writing and taking photos of things that make me happy. So that’s what I’m going to get back to.

Meanwhile my toes are so cold they’re falling off and I’ve promised to take my boys to the skatepark (again). So I’m off to convince myself it’s almost summer in another part of town. Brrr.

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  1. You *do* say that about every season! But your enthusiasm is a reason to love you.

    We had hot summer days in March, so things bloomed early. Now we’re back to proper spring, which is a good thing, too.

  2. It looks so green!!! so green. We are still quite brown.

  3. As usual a wonderful array of pictures. It really cheered me up (feeling really down atm) so many thanks Rachel & it’s always lovely to see you!

  4. Oh lovely J, I’m sorry you’re down. And I’m really glad the photos helped. More coming soon. x

  5. It’s all the RAIN. It never ends.

  6. We have had nothing but rain since they announced a drought. Oh the joys of English weather.