Quietly comes the sun

Up here in the north, spring time sunshine comes in on quiet feet. 

Gently warming the air until the evening, when, despite the beautiful sunset, 

there is a sharp nip in the air.

 Himself and I went down to the end of the garden to put the hens to bed. 

I lingered back, looking at the still sleeping flowerbeds. 

To my delight I found that several blooms had appeared since the weekend. 

Now, as the evening draws in, the fire has been lit and behind me

a small jug of spring.

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