Come with me for an early morning walk at The Moorings. We go down the drive way to the narrow tiled path that leads to the jetty. We pass hibiscus and bird of paradise, brightly flowering.
A bumble bee clumsily bumbles its way through the flowering rosemary, but apart from its buzzing, the air is silent.
The banana palm hangs down a seedpod, zen in its simplicity.
As I pass under it, I turn my head and see it hanging against a clear blue sky. Rain was forecast for all of Easter, but so far, not a drop has fallen. I decided to stay in town, and I'm glad I did,
for the whole city is asleep and still. Not even yachts sailing in the harbour,
although, as I do my Tai Chi by the sea, a neighbour comes down to the jetty and prepares to launch his dinghy.
Meanwhile Prince Shag presides over a group of cohorts that have come to sun themselves on the nearby boat ramp. They are not going anywhere. From time to time they shift position a little, and then settle back down to dry their wings in the morning warmth.
Easter this year is full of peace, and the serenity of autumn. May yours be a happy one, whether you are in spring or fall.
7 comments:
Hi Juliet - love your views at the Moorings - can just see the setting .. it's gorgeous. Ah ah .. your Prince Shag is back, my Mr and Mrs Gull are back trying to lay a nest in a circular birdbath that's full of water .. wish someone would tell them!!
Rosemary - good for the lamb, strelitzia and hibiscus .. beautiful to see ..
Have a very peaceful Easter evening and autumn .. cheers for now from a damp Eastbourne .. it's rain we need!! Cheers Hilary
Hi Juliet .. I meant to add .. the oak trees are/were 800 to nearly 1,000 years old .. as they were mentioned in the Domesday records!! Staggering isn't it .. cheers Hilary
Hi Hilary, glad you have some needed rain, even though it's confusing the gulls! That's incredible about the oak trees - no wonder they were sacred to the Druids. They are so venerable when they grow for so long. Happy Easter.
This blissful Easter weather has been such a gift. It has been so easy to feel relaxed and still in these extraordinary conditions.
Yes, aren't we so lucky Lynley. It is a gift indeed.
Lovely, Juliet. I am just home and starting to catch up, feeling glad to have found your peaceful post as I do.
Thank you, Penny, and enjoy your homecoming.
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