L3 (Day 72): Three Score

What a day of light to enjoy before this year’s Spring Equinox.

Even before I drew back my bedroom curtains the day sounded sunny. The air was soft. The birdsong sharp. The sound of passing cars subdued.

It has been a delight to get outside and walk on more open ground by the Yare, once again running within its banks after the winter floods. On the lower land beyond its slight embankments are large pools of standing water decorated by gulls, swans and mallards. These small, shallow lakes will take a while to seep into the saturated clay soil.

Norfolk has already passed the point of equinox as today enjoyed twelve hours and eight minutes from sunrise to sunset.

Now to turn up the temperature in this godforsaken Frigidaire of a county!

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CLP 19/03/2021

Autumn Storm

She came upon us from the North

Dragging her gloomy shawl

Over the sheared hills and ploughed land

Turning blends of gold to black and white

Breaking limbs from oak and ash

Flooded the roots

Inundated roads

Coughing and spitting

She dragged her filthy sheets into town

Stuffed her discarded litter into the drains

Threw hailstones that scratched our skin

Turned the fair to ruddy-faced

We flinched at each attack

Our umbrellas reduced to sodden flags

Useless emblems of human pride

We staggered home through her spiteful wind

As she blew out the last summer lights

Then spread her dark wings and settled in

Gloomy angel of long winter nights

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CLP 26/09/2020

On Autumn

Today it begins

Half and half before the dark

And cold returns here

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CLP 22/09/2020