Friday 09.03.2012

After a day of "shoures soote" and a warm "yonge sonne" ** (albeit still early March)the son et lumiere this evening,in perfect Spring conditions (chilly but still, a dampness in the air after the rain) was all bird calls (the peewits are back)and dramatic light and shade as the sun shone through and then sank below the clouds.

** Prologue to the Canterbury Tales
Geoffrey Chaucer (1340(?)–1400)
WHAN that Aprille with his shoures soote
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne,
And smale fowles maken melodye,
That slepen al the night with open ye,
(So priketh hem nature in hir corages:
Than longen folk to goon on pilgrimages,

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