This creamy California poppy was a surprise sighting today, poking its head through some spent hyacinth flowers, enjoying today’s outrageous sunshine. Is this a portent? Is it heralding spring moving into summer, the victor in the battle between the seasonal neighbours? But just a moment, hold your horses! It is only the beginning of May, we shouldn’t be talking of such things yet. This was spring in disguise, getting a little above it’s station. Today, the first day of true warmth, the natural world was in hyper drive. Unfortunately I seemed to be trapped in slow motion, the speed of change disconcerting after months of cruising gear. Soon enough I was back into my stride, planting and weeding and planning and smiling. As often happens at this time of year, I stood for just a moment, looked about me and thought “what a lucky maid I am”.
We also ate the first radishes of the year, five imperfect jewels were harvested from the raised bed. They were sweet and peppery and as fresh as a summer shower. They were reserved for lunch time when they were savoured like none will be again. Until next year.
I returned home having been reconnected with the sensation of sun warmed limbs, weary but fortified.