Saturday, 3 May 2014
May on a May morning
I peer through the undergrowth at a vision of bluebells and feel as if all has woken from a long sleep.
The may* was out this May morning - but it was too cold to cast a clout.**
There are things of interest in these hedgerows but some figures remain shadowy.
And I find myself treading a familiar path, edged with Queen Anne's Lace.***
*Crataegus monogyna: may blossom, or hawthorn flowers.
**Ne'er cast a clout before the may is out, or, don't abandon those woolly jumpers too early in spring.
***Anthriscus sylvestris, or less poetically, cow parsley.