The wind in the trees.

The garden is bursting into life. I love the whitebeam with it's fresh leaf buds ,like candles, flickering silver and green as the wind blows through.
There is much sadness in life and I am grateful beyond words for the peaceful presence in wild things and this corner of garden space. The newly ploughed field is greening fast.
The force of the wind was unexpected today.
I planted some herbs as several of my perennial herbs have not survived the winter.
J hasn't been feeling too well today so he has been reading quietly all day.