Today I rolled out in the predawn, it was glorious. Konini Road was a delight, and the whole lightening of the Eastern sky was a portent of the glorious spring day that was to be unfurled on us.
There were tuis learning to sing, trying their range and scales, one day they will be aural honey, but today it was merely potential.
Right now, with the stunning weather we have had, the lack of wind and rain, has made for spectacular intact crowns of blossom, and a riot of colour. I am lucky.
More sobering is this :-
Day twenty eight and a song that makes me feel guilty.
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