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Bright pink flowers burst with life. Consummate showmen, they zing against the grey of the rain-soaked window. Tight buds wait in the wings beneath the dark green leaves, ready for their cue to enter.
It sits in the undergrowth, wings stretched out in the sudden, late afternoon sun. As I approach, it flits low over my path and disappears. My spirit is lifted by this reminder of nature’s constant presence.
Two white butterflies float delicately over wildflowers. They flutter around each other in tiny circles and ellipses. The pure beauty of their wings contrasts the subtle colours all around them, making them shine brighter in the summer sunshine.
As the evening sunlight hits them, they begin to catch fire, like Icarus’ wings. They shed their green for the glowing orange, but their fall will not come until Autumn.
It scrabbles desperately, waving its tiny legs in all directions. On its back, it is helpless whilst its wings are trapped. Carefully, I use a piece of card to turn it over, its wings briefly peeking out to catch its … Continue reading
Graceful, it catches the wind like a bird. Its white wings turn, producing energy which is almost visible, fizzing and whirling between its blades, as they move against the bright blue sky.
They catch insects in their beaks, barely touching the river’s rushing surface. Dipping and diving, they carry Spring on their wings.