On today’s practice walk for the LEJOG next month, I passed the puddles we saw earlier in the week. In the brown cloudy water I saw three tiny tadpoles.
Like a small comma
On a smugged page, you wiggle:
The cowslips are coming up and will likely flower towards the end of the month. Most of the local fields are still empty. I only saw one lamb on my walk. Under the beech trees the green shoots of bluebells are beginning to appear with early May their likely flowering time.
This prayer is based on words from the Native American tradition:
Great Spirit, who made the darkness for rest,
Surround us this night
So that our words, our thoughts, our breath,
May rest in you.