Erica and I walked a 3-mile circuit through the woods and the village of Burnham Green in our part of Hertfordshire this afternoon. The sun was really warm when we were out of the lively wind that roared in the tree tops.

Spring is here! Another Robert Browning poem:

Pippa’s Song

The year’s at the spring,
And day’s at the morn;
Morning’s at seven;
The hill-side’s dew-pearl’d;
The lark’s on the wing;
The snail’s on the thorn;
God’s in His heaven –
All’s right with the world!

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Robert Browning’s Home Thoughts from Abroad seems a good poem for 1 April. I first loved this poem when I read it at my prep school. I must have been about 10 at the time. Of course, global warming has changed the timing of Spring growth.

Home Thoughts, From Abroad

Oh, to be in England
Now that April’s there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England