I walked no more than two hundred yards to take these photos of our locality and as you can see the greening of spring has yet to arrive. For it is only in the among garden plants: daffodils,croci and buds on the roses bushes where spring has pushed through.
A Lone Tree around which the faeries dance ?
Acres upon acres of grassland where winters bleached stalks stand pale.
Faintly on the horizon a transmitter known locally as the Iron Man stands as a sentinel of modern communication. On the left in mid picture smoke pours from the chimney of an isolated cabin, I was tempted to drop in for tea.
Beyond the electrified wire young Friesians graze and hopefully grow fat.
A patchwork of fields on a distant hill in another county.
Housing density is not a problem in this area. I looked up just after taking this photo to see a Crow flying overhead with a twig in its beak,to make a nest to home this years clutch of eggs; so yes spring has arrived!