The first day of spring.
1st March 2026 by | Uncategorized
The first day of spring.
A season that never arrives all at once, but by degrees — in light that lingers a moment longer, in birdsong newly bold, in the first green insistence at the edges of fields and hedgerows. Winter loosens its grip not with drama, but with quiet resolve.
The past is much the same. It does not vanish, nor does it sleep. Like the land, it waits — enduring, shaping, and ready to stir again when the season turns.
Gemma
Author: The Reflection in the Mirror: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0G4SLZ4T7
The past is never silent.
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