These are my favourite woods beside the river Arun. Last year we came here with ‘A Spring day with John Clare‘. This time I’m out with John Keats and seeing this familiar landscape through his eyes.
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Spring’s ‘proud pied April, dressed in all his trim,’ is putting a ‘spirit of youth in everything’. Clothed in the white ‘vestments’ of Easter it heralds a season of hope for a sad and suffering world.
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While tanks rumble and guns roar out their fury, the people of Ukraine run for safety while the natural world recoils in silence! But when the guns go silent will the birds still sing?
My February Spring Dawn daffodils herald the slow, cautious approach of spring full of pauses and hesitation, but the onward progress of an irresistible change has begun.
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A Listening Heart 