Thoughts in a car

Cherry blossom in the month of May

The low rays of peach, evening sunlight shaft from behind us into the car. Once again we are heading south for a few hours to see some of our favourite people. 2 storey high, big-bellied lorries thunder their way past and into the night. Electric blue, emergency lights flash north; someone's life may be ending... or beginning... and all we can do is sing along to 60's music and listen to the news regurgitating every fifteen minutes.

Unknown shrub- looks like a type of weigela

In the twilight of travel, rape fields glow luminous while windfarms loom like eerie ghosts; dandelion-spattered, velvet verges shout to passersby  "Spring has arrived". Eyes of cars twinkle at the steeples spearing the heavens. Lines of tall poplars are silhouetted against the dusky sky, reminding me of all those autoroute journeys through France. Happy days! Remember the little English girl who used to sit at a French gate, giving gobbledygook orders to a French baker - who always obliged with the right things.......pain a raisin, chocolatines....?

Primroses and violets carpet Howick Hall gardens

I never had much time for Angelina Jolie before today but I confess to admiration at her guts. An awful decision to make and courageously announce- but she suddenly became closer to the family of women who are special.

Prickly berberis in flower

I haven't yet changed the Spring duvets for a summer, lightweight bedspread- but since we walked home tonight full of pizza- with an umbrella before us to protect us from hailstones, we agreed on our decision - keep the 9.5 togs on the beds!