It must be Spring

Not quite as cold now, and the birds are very frisky in my garden.  On top of that, on my bike ride on Saturday I saw an emu on the roadside accompanied by three striped chicks.  I did not get a photo, because I was not carrying a camera, something I was already regretting even before I saw the chicks, because the canola is blooming golden already, the fields of green and gold making a very picturesque sight.  Hard to believe that only 5 months ago this place was brown and dry.  Hard to believe I have been here that long already.  

About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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