Thank you, B, for this hilarious cartoon inspired by one of my favourite celtic blessings...

May the road rise up to meet you.

May the wind be always at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face;

the rains fall soft upon your fields

and, until we meet again,

may God hold you in the palm of His hand.

When lockdown began, the days were still short and the nights were long.  On my walks I sought out daffodils and crocuses (croci?) to brighten my day.  As time passed and the days lengthened, there were tulips and hyacinths, then pansies, azaleas, rhodedendrons and azaleas.  Now the roses are in full bloom, sweet peas, wallflowers, geraniums and hydrangeas, clematis and honeysuckle all add colour and even heavy scent to the air.

The earth is full of 'pied beauty' as Gerard Manely Hopkins would have expressed it.

This riot of colour sits on the steps of a pentecostal church not too far from where I live.  Each time I pass by it lifts my spirits, seeming to be, in and of itself, an expression of praise directed heavenward.

Here is the poem...