The Rites of Spring

I went across to The Island for the first time this year. The bluebells have started to push through.

I love Spring. It's my favourite season...along with Summer, Autumn and Winter. Anyway, Spring. It's full of unstoppable change and growth. The end point  is inevitable.

And now I'm going to explain my name. I've never been good when dinghy racing at working out how strongly the tide is affecting the boat. I have to look back at the wake. By looking at where we've been and where we may be heading I can work out if we have to change direction or not. It seems the changes that are happening now started at least two years ago.