March 1 – Spring is sprung

Teo crocheted baby blankets

Hello from Michael and Gillian

What a privilege it is to spend spring in this wonderful home with a fantastic spring garden looking after two gorgeous Burmese cats. The garden is budding all over and the daffodils, crocuses and snowdrops are all in flower. It does your soul good.

“Spring has sprung, the grass is ris,
I wonder where the boidies is
The boid is on the wing,
But that’s absoid
From what I hoid  
The wing is on the boid!”

I have so far completed two crocheted baby blankets since returning from New Zealand which I intend to donate to a baby unit at a hospital. They are made from 4 ply acrylic yarn which changes colours as it goes along. I love the way they turn out.

From “Spring” by Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1899)

Nothing is so beautiful as Spring –

When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;

Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush

Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring

The ear, it strikes like lightning to hear him sing;

The glassy pear tree leaves and blooms, they brush

The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush

With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.