Actually, I don't know if the skies I am showing you in this post are typical for spring, but I was looking for a headline for this post that had something to do with spring and skies, so here you are.
Thursday, March 11, the day my sister and I were finally able to visit the palace grounds again, we were heading west on our way back to our respective homes and found the evening light particularly beautiful:
This was taken when I was back home, from my bedroom window looking west:
Friday, March 12, a few minutes past 7 in the morning, view from my kitchen window:
A few hours later, out for a quick lunch break walk, forsythia and hawthorne in bloom:
The same day, 5:45 pm once again out on the fields for an after-work walk:
Last but not least, I have put up a few bits of spring/Easter decoration:
The bird's nest is a real one. Last year in summer, when the breeding season for most birds was over, O.K. helped his parents cut down the huge ivy growing on the facade of their house. It had become a veritable tree with big wooden trunks and sturdy branches, not easy to cut, but threatening to split the wall and generally getting out of hand.
This nest was high up in the ivy, and long abandoned; we believe it was a blackbird's home. I found it too beautiful to let it go along with the cut-off branches, and took it home with me, intending to use it for decoration next spring. And here it is, now holding a tin in the shape of a Fabergé egg, and a small artificial narcisse that was once included in a birthday parcel from England many years ago.
That first evening after we'd cut it down, the large colony of sparrows who used to live in the ivy were clearly confused, fluttering about, darting back and forth, looking for their usual resting places. I did feel sorry for them, but they are still around; close to O.K.'s parents' house are dense privet hedges and shrubs in their garden and the ones bordering theirs. The sparrows seem to have found new homes, and since we always hear and see many blackbirds around, too, I am not too worried about them, either.