Spring has finally sprung today and in a glorious way!
Over the last few months I have randomly decided to sit and read a few pages of whichever book I was at the time reading, just to gauge how soon I will be able to do it for a sustained period outdoors. Today would have been perfect for that, had I remembered my book.
Still, it was a nice to see people sitting out on the grass and all the benches full of too and a gorgeous blue sky to daydream with. I also took great delight in looking down.
Light and shadow combined beautifully for one of life’s simple pleasures; the appreciating of the natural world. I look forward to keeping an eye on the trees as they gradually regain their leafy vitality.
Here’s to plenty more days like this to come and many days synonymous with good literature and the smell of freshly cut grass.
Book to the Future 
Beautiful photos, Ste. J. Many of our trees and plants started to bloom early because it was so warm, but sadly we’ve got three days of hard freeze warnings in our forecast…not good.
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I have seen the weather over your part of the world, the unpredictability of the weather is almost predictable these days. Nature will bounce back from a few cold days though thankfully.
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Beautiful and perfect places to read while watching the leaves open. There’s still snow here with more on the way so you’re tempting me to move there. It makes me wonder why those silly settlers ever left England.
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We are a strange lot gallivanting around the world putting down roots wherever. It seems we take the dodgy weather with us as well. I got lucky with the day and the reading would have been a bonus on top of just enjoying the day for itself.
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Wow, it looks wonderful where you are! Soon to be here, but it was -15c in the wind today. I looked like a crazy lady in my thick black multi-layers, sunglasses & puffy pink mitts. At least I had an OVO toque on.
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Wow minus 15cc that is crazy! I had to search the ‘net for OVO toque but now I have a comical picture of you pottering around hidden beneath layers. I bet you felt like an archaeologist delayering yourself after that!
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Pottering sounds like a good word for when one is waddling beneath a hill of clothes. Yet, I was still cool, in my OVO toque. (Found a dragon mural today & 2 fab faces. Altogether I found 5 pieces in 2.5 hours walking)
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Impressive, now that the weather is going to be changing, I shall sally forth and find some more for you.
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We are longing for spring. It’s that murky transition time of rain melting the snow berms. Blechh. Your photos give me hope color does exist.
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It is strange how quick we forget about the colours of nature, whilst still used to the throes of winter. Soon we’ll all be complaining it’s too hot again!
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Oh, I never forget color. It’s my complaint of winter–not the cold as much as the sensation of living in a bowl of oatmeal for four months. The grass is finally appearing and that is much eye relief.
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Great photos Ste J! Such a pity you forgot your book! It’s back to wet and wind this weekend and cooler temperatures – I hope the blossom doesn’t get too badly damaged.
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typical British weather, I will make sure I am curled up with a book all weekend then. I will keep an eye on the blossom when I next find myself walking through.
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I always think that spring is the very best time of year – until, that is, autumn arrives and I then turn all fickle and put that season at the top of my list. And of course, there is nothing quite like a crisp winter morning…. Oh, let’s face it, we are lucky to be alive, in every part of the year 🙂
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Nature always has something interesting to show us! Nature’s cycles are only invented so humans don’t get bored, that is a true story.
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Lol – I love that idea, true or not.
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Dear Ste J, How dare you show so many lovely spring scenes, when we here in the NE US are still experiencing winter! It smacks of gloating! Actually, it also gives us hope, I suppose, so keep showing your shots–eventually, our part of the world has to join in!
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I did notice it was a bit crazy over your way, thanks to my aunty updating about Boston on Facebook. It was gloating, dressed up as a heartening look at your future, as you are so many hours behind us, it must arbitrarily work the same for days as well, just with a bigger time difference.
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Great pics but…how could you forget your book!! Oh, man…hate when that happens!
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I wasn’t expecting it to be nice after I finished work, usually my hopes are dashed by biting winds and what not. It is handy that The Arboretum is only a couple of minutes from where I live so it isn’t a deal breaker if I forget my book, I can grab a drink on the way to retrieve my book.
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This is when being a woman with a big handbag is great, there’s always, always a book in there 😉 Though grabbing a drink surely soothes the pain of being book-less 😀
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My winter coat was chosen specifically for the purpose of being able to fit an average sized paperback into its pockets but now I need to remember my backpack. I ended up with a bottle of water, sadly not the pain soother you may have had in mind!
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Not the pain soother I had in mind at all! 😂
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Meanwhile we had 8 inches of snow over here! I must admit I was chuckling at you having forgotten your book! What are you currently reading?
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We missed all the snow this year, surprisingly, despite the press telling us it would be the worst winter on record. At the moment I am reading Stevie Smith’s The Holiday as part of my drive to read more women authors and I am enjoying it. I shall never forget my book again!
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Ohhhh how glorious! The flowers aren’t quite out yet here and the trees are still bare but I’m hopeful that will change soon. Spring is around the corner!
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It feels more exciting this year, I put that down to living in a place with more greenery. It’s always fun to see the gradual changes every day, or at least to kid myself into thinking I see them.
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Great photos Ste, we’ve had pockets of weather that would be good for reading outside, but the gales we’ve had the rest of the time would have made that a bit difficult…
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It has been very blustery, sharp and biting too. At least we can be equally comfortable reading indoors, nothing stops our book passion, except a power cut at night.
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Lovely photos. The big park where I volunteer at running events was full of glorious blossom yesterday, but a bit cold for sitting outside and reading.
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Its just a matter of biding our time, its always a funny time for reading outdoors, I tend to go for the middle ground and sit in an obscure coffee shop to read instead, then come out over caffeined.
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What a beautiful and uplifting post. Happy Spring, my friend.
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Thank you, it was such a different day to what we have had, usually there is sun but a biting wind but just for once we had it perfect!
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There is NOTHING like sitting under a freshly blooming tree, reading a good book. Lovely photos!
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Thank you, it is wonderful to have the spring slowly coming in and being able to look up from the pages and listen to the trees move, the wind hitting your face and the sounds of nature. I hope to take more photos soon of other places too.
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Great photos Ste J.
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Thank you, I don’t have a practised eye like yourself but the day was so lovely that I could have randomly pointed y phone anywhere and it would have looked good.
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Wonderful weather and lovely photos! Reading outside is a great joy, but in my case doesn’t last long. As soon as I become fully aware of a birdsong or the sound of water or the wind in the trees, my reading is over. I was never able to read more than a dozen pages when in nature.
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It is a pleasant distraction, although sometimes (almost) unwelcome when a truly great book is being read.
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