Italian Hours

Tea time in Sardinia. The  good company of English ladies, tea and cake

let me fall

Spring and Zen

All winter
These buds have been fiercely closed.
Armoured, carapaced, primordial.
It's almost incomprehensible to me,
This sudden bursting forth.
The fragile living filigree
Of leaf and flower.
Witnessing the magic
Of this timeless mystery,
Unchangeable and unchanging, perpetual,
Without beginning, without end,
I begin to understand my nothingness.

A Most Beautiful Blogsplash

On the 24th April,  I'm taking part in the My Most Beautiful Thing Blogsplash to celebrate beautiful things - inspired by Fiona Robyn's new novel, The Most Beautiful Thing. Bloggers from all over the world are taking part and writing or posting pictures of their most beautiful things today. Find out more here and on the day you  can see everyone else's blog posts here.