As you will already know, those of us living in these parts of Britain have been in the grip of the most cruel and bitterly cold easterly winds. These have brought snow and chaos and I wish they would go back to where they came from. Having said that, if you are wrapped up against the cold, there has been much beauty to behold in frozen icicles and pure white drifts of snow. I think we feel so bitter about it is because it really ought to be spring! A time to rejoice in the "springtime, the only pretty ring time, where birds do sing hey ding a ling ling...., "
ah well, you get my drift?
Victoria magazine has been focusing on Wordsworth and his daffodils and I have had the great pleasure in supplying some of my artwork.
The botanical study in watercolour of daffodils is available as a print in my Etsy shop should you wish visit please follow this link to
Acornmoon on Etsy
Until this snow takes its leave I wish you farewell. If you are visiting from colder climates I am sure you will be laughing at our feeble attempts to cope with what to you may seem a mere dusting of snow. Who was it who said "there is no such thing as bad weather, only the wrong clothes"?
