The banks are a full of wild flowers, most of them i know

the trees and shrubs full of blossom the leaves starting to show

the surrounding fields are a vivid yellow, rape grown for the oil

others full of vegetation, churned up, returned to fertilise the soil

It was grey and drizzly

and all a bit grim and grizzly

Milou and Taj had their usual plan

while i weathered the weather alongside Jan

It is grey and drizzling with rain

we left it quite late for our walk again

we were soaking wet, Milou without a care

its only April we should not despair

Milou met Daisy for a nice long run today

unfortunately Milou was all to boisterous with her play

i eventually contained her on the lead

after a third of the walk she was eventually freed

she played nicely for the rest of the walk

allowing myself, Linda and Terry to talk

The fish are again leaping out of the lac

landing back on the water with a resounding smack

swallows and martins above catch the flies on the wing

and the cuckoo's call, a constant reminder that it is now Spring

Today my hike was more of a draw

i went to the top of the hill to sketch what i saw

the weather to the contrary was warm and dry

while i drew, Milou busied herself barking at people passing by

There is more rain to come our way

the blue hues have been replaced by a uniform grey

the mountains are barely in view, the peaks cannot be seen

apart from twittering hedges all is still and very serene