The Daffodil Dance

The Daffodil Dance

Early one spring,
purely by chance,
I happened to witness
the daffodils dance.
They stopped as I neared them,
and stole me a glance,
But soon carried on
with their daffodil dance.
In bright yellow tophats
and splendid green pants,
They all knew the steps
of the daffodil dance.
A fancy fandango
with hints of romance –
A whimsical, wonderful
daffodil dance!
In all the years since,
I’ve met many fine plants,
But none dance as well
as the daffodils dance.

This poem is by Deborah Diesen- it really does sum up the lovely movements of daffodil heads as they move in the breeze.  Our daffodils are looking splendid now

Further signs of Spring approaching has been this female Blue Tit exploring the nest box

Careful observation reveals that the bird has a ring on the left leg which means that it been caught in the school garden over the winter months and managed to survive the ravages of the weather. Let us hope that this year they manage to bring off young birds as last year the cold wet Spring meant that the chicks perished in the nest.

An archive photograph next! Taken on April 19th 2012.

..and below the almost finished product taken today

We are looking forward  to working with our new neighbour and the chance for us to 'redesign' our boundary. We now have a 'clean slate' -  very old school terminology -and the chance for new wildlife friendly planting of native trees and shrubs.