Buds are bursting

Leaves are appearing

Pigeons are roosting in the rain

The sky’s are grey

Ducks and geese wander

Round Westport Lake.

A gentle walk

Taking in the view

Dampened by the drizzle

Laceworks of twigs

Fill in the gaps

Soon there will be daffodils

Crocuses and tulips

Then May blossom.

March,

In like a lion

Out like a lamb

(or vice versa)

Soon to be revealed…..