Hallelujah chorus
A choir of glorious rays
Breaks over the English countryside.
It’s sunset
And you can almost hear the angels sing.
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Golden joy
It’s almost impossible to photograph a summer sunset
As the sun goes down so very late.
Even at 9.30 or 10 in the evening,
The sun is blazing golden and serene.
The evening light is liquid honey —
And when Simmie shakes after his swim,
He creates golden fireworks of water.
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A surprise visitor
This weekend, I went down to the lake
To enjoy yet another golden sunset with the dogs.
This time – we were joined by a surprise visitor: a beaver.
The beavers have been very active further around the lake,
But now they have felled trees near the beach too.
Which might explain why the beaver was so eager to visit.
The beaver swam up towards Ruby – before realizing she was a dog….
With a huge splash of its tail, it disappeared under the water.
Simmie decided he had to guard Ruby – and the floating pontoon!
The sun was still blazing in the sky at about 9.30 pm
As we watched the beaver swim away in a lake of molten gold.
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Glitter
Everything’s better with a bit of nature’s glitter —
Whether it’s ducks at sunset;
The sizzle of the
Golden hour;
Or the silken ripples
On the lake as the sun goes down.
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Beautiful brevity
The sakura, or Japanese cherry blossoms,
Remind us that life is short and beautiful.
Buds and blossoms thrive
On the same branch – and so can we if we really try.
The pink froth of the petals
Reminds us that time and blossoms are fleeting, fragile and fabulous.
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Lemon sorbet
The wild daffodils are like icy lemon bells
In the shadowed places of the woods.
Yes – it’s been a cold April!
They glitter in the sunlight
Showing off their cold diamonds.
Later on in my walk,
I come across so many gold and lemon
Sparkles as the sun bounces of the ice on a fence.
(No editing needed here – these are all nature’s own sparkles.)
And finally, Simmie ‘hides’ on the path,
Hoping to pounce out at Ruby as she passes by.
(He’s a silly boy!)
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A Viking spring
Spring in Sweden is often a time
Of surprise snow, minus temperatures and hard frosts.
It might not be the kind of spring we want —
But it is beautiful anyway.
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Iced
Spring on ice is a lovely performance
With frozen splashes of purple,
Iced over buds of yellow
And the green candles of evergreens
Decorated with nature’s lights of ice.
(As you can see, we’ve have had some cold weather this week.)
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Spring salsa
Here in Sweden, we have a fifth season that I like to call Springter.
It’s that mixture of spring and winter —
With spring promising warmth one day,
Only to go back two steps to winter;
Then forward a step to spring.
You could say it’s spring and winter
Performing a salsa!
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The blue beyond
The spring equinox is when day and night are equally long:
A perfect balance that was reflected in the azure blue
Of open water and the white cold of the ice still left on the lake.
Even the clouds seemed to find harmony
In their own reflections.
As for that bluer than a jay’s wing sky —
All I could do was to stand and gaze in wonder.
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