“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
“Winter is dead.”
― A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young
The earlier light in the morning forces me awake.
I have taken to painting, cleaning, bottling wine that has sat in demijohns all winter, patiently fining and clearing in a natural way.
Cobwebs, (and there’s lots of them here at Bealtaine Cottage…I blame it on the wood-burning stoves!), corners and book-shelves have been brushed.
All the cutting and tidying has even revealed a very old Ganesh, here at the entrance to the Fairy wood.
“Spring is the time of plans and projects.”
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