day begins softly

muted colours, muffled sounds

the coo-ing of doves

far mist-shrouded hills

close-by hopeful trees drip, from

freshly budding twigs

three slender magpies

a large crested bird calls out

claims the largest tree

toast and marmalade

a mug of fresh pressed coffee

a personal space

a bowl of hot soup

three fat little carrots steam

a spoon slowly stirs

that temporal shift

a discombobulation

of the heart and mind

the clocks will advance

and I will spend the summer

running to catch up

thawing fingers and

toes stretched to welcoming fire,

vernal equinox