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A sentiment we can all recognise, I think.

'Seed', by Paula Meehan

#Poetry #Nature #Spring
The first warm day of spring and I step out into the garden from the gloom of a house where hope had died to tally the storm damage, to seek what may have survived. And finding some forgotten lupins I'd sown from seed last autumn holding in their fingers a raindrop each like a peace offering, or a promise, I am suddenly grateful and would offer a prayer if I believed in God. But not believing, I bless the power of seed, its casual, useful persistence, and bless the power of sun, its conspiracy with the underground, and thank my stars the winter's ended.
#Nature #Poetry #spring
Louane CooIey
Mmmmmmmmm. Yyeeessssss.
Chójźina
Meanwhile, Berlin braces for what we Berliners call "The Third Winter" or "Ol' Frosty's Last Stand" ...about ten more days of bullshit weather before spring will finally win
MiniMia 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿 🇵🇸
Not long to go, friend. It's never too late to write off another nip of frost in Wales. Hopefully I won't have pushed my luck planting my lettuce 🤞
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