Thoughts

Lambs in the Peaks.

The days are getting lighter and longer, and row upon row of daffodils, like long-legged ladies in bonnets are swaying from side to side in the easterly wind.

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However,  nothing says ‘Spring is coming’ more to me than the arrival of adorable fluffy white lambs in the fields.  I’ve always got my camera at the ready at this time of year and normally a visit to a special countryside friend is needed.  This year however I am lucky to be surrounded by lambs in the fields of the Peak District and can’t help but stop as I see them gamboling and skipping innocently across the countryside.

Oops no gamboling or skipping here just lambs sleeping like babies in the midday sun.

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There is something about a mothers love whatever the species, the word unconditional ‘springs’ to mind’ as I watched this little guy pushing the limits while his mum just continued to munch away.

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Love is patient!

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Making friends is fun.  Some of our strongest friendships are the ones we make when we are young.

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And it’s always good to spend time with a special friend, one to one.

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Nothing is better than when one of your children wanders up to you and says ‘I love you mum’

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After a long day gamboling and skipping and sleeping!  It’s time to follow mum, stay close.

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Stick together.

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Don’t get left behind!!

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Gratitude at the end of a long day.

 

 

 

Love Alison

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Thoughts

Hope.

‘What are we human beings without hope’?    (The Moon Sister by Lucinda Reilly)

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I have always loved this poem by Emily Dickinson.  I don’t know when I first read it but it comes into my mind so often at times of difficulty, and I know it inspired me when writing my own ‘hopeful poetry’.  I keep asking Santa or the birthday fairy for a book of her poems, as yet it’s not arrived, but I will keep ‘Hoping’!

My week seems to have been full of reminders of hope.  I was walking Jess around the park the other day, there was a cold bite to the air and the sun was shimmering and dancing through the trees, it was a perfect English winter morning,  bright, fresh and crisp.  The weather on its own would have been enough to lift my spirits had they needed lifting, but what was unexpected was the overwhelming sense of hope that filled my heart, as I came across these daffodils, snowdrops and crocuses working their way into the world.

Although they are out rather early and sadly may not live through any extremes of winter weather still to come, I was still amazed at the strong feelings they aroused within me.  The hope of new life, of change, of a future yet to be.  I carried that feeling with me all week and couldn’t help but turn it into a blog post.

The Snowdrop is, of course, a real symbol of Hope.  It’s usually the first flower we see as we head towards spring and is always a reminder that the winter will end and our lives will be filled once again with a new warmth.  Here is my Snowdrop poem.

                                                     SNOWDROPS.

                                  As dark days of Winter, begin to abate

                                    And the face of hope is not far away

                                    First signs of Spring, begin to show

                                    Small white heads, above the snow.

                               Reminding the heart, that dark times fade

                                 And sadness for laughter, we can trade

                                 As nature performs, a wonderful thing

                         The changing of seasons, from Winter to Spring.

                                                                ~

The British troops fighting in the Crimean war christened the Snowdrop the ‘Flower of Consolation’.  The bare earth became alive with flowers and their flagging spirits were so revived that they dug them up and brought them home to plant in their gardens.

Hope is something that no one can take away from us.  As a verb, it can mean to  “expect with confidence”  or  “to cherish a desire with anticipation.”   I love the word  ‘cherished’  it makes me feel all wrapped up and cozy and what could be better than to live our lives wrapped in hope.  To live in a positive manner hoping for the best possible outcome in all that life throws our way.

I cannot imagine how those soldiers would have felt, yet even in the depths of despair and devastation, they found hope.

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I’ll leave you with another of my poems and a quote which I read today.

Hope. By Alison Fielding

 

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Keep the hope!

 

 

Love Alison x

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Thoughts

Spring Sparrows.

The world outside my window is getting noisy again, and that can only mean one thing.  Spring is around the corner.  These little guys are chirping away every morning, flitting happily between their home under the eaves, and the magnolia tree in the garden.  It’s a welcome sight,  and I love waking up to their sweet happy voices as they go about their business.

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The house sparrow mates for life and never goes far from home, choosing to return to the same nesting place year after year.  This means that I get to enjoy them at close hand, as I have a nest right outside my bedroom window.  Apparently, they use a set of postures and behaviours to communicate with each other. I wonder what this chap is trying to say!   Come on girls I’m waiting!

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I caught this one nest-building last year and thought that she had the look of a certain favourite detective of mine.

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Breeding starts in may, although I’m sure my sparrows start earlier.  They will have 3 lots of chicks, laying 3 to 5 eggs each time.

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In years gone by  ‘Sparrow Pie’ was a delicacy known for its aphrodisiac properties but I can’t imagine this chap on my dinner table, even with the prospect of an added promise! I think I would much prefer to just enjoy him in his natural state.

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Spring is coming…

 

Love Alison x

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