Here we are May 14th and the blossom struggling to break out.
Some features of spring are as they should be, across the valley I can see small flockettes of lambs zipping around the fields, they may be in playful mode, they may just be trying to keep warm, its difficult to tell; from this distance it’s like watching an early video game.
So what blossom have I found? A snow flake of wild plum
A claw set cluster of crab apple, so near yet so far, as the weather is cold and wet, it may even snow tonight.
I’d a plan to post about blossom in April, I’d have posted beautiful blossom and then delivered seamless segue into beautiful music, however nature has been slow off the mark, but the music can wait no longer.
Recently we were fortunate enough to have a real gem of an evening of live music, it was a tiny village hall sized affair where we saw Ashley Hutchins and his son Blair Dunlop perform. I’m sure sure Blair’s musical future is much bigger than village halls (Ashley’s is already in the bag). Blair’s album is called Blight and Blossom.
Blair has a linage of music and poetry, it is in his very DNA and, as my mum would say, ‘what’s in tree comes out in the branches’. Enjoy.
It was touching to see (no, make that feel, it was an emotion that was palpable in the hall) Ashley’s pride in his sons performance and craft (and if its not pushing the tree metaphor a tad too far, it was a moment, a memory, to be laid down in the heart wood of the tree.)