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January 1st and the sun came out.

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There is an anticipation in a New Year’s morning. Will the sunrise be the start of a fulfilled promise from the night before?
High winds, leaden skies and bucketing rain for weeks on end and now…calm…sun!

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Walking down to the village the wind felt like a whisper. There is new birdsong in the hedges and, if you look really closely, you can see the tiny song in opaque white against a blue wash of sky.

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People are out in the lane; on horses, on pushbikes, walking, wishing everyone a good morning and happy New Year. Molly, just returned from a good field run, barks and calls me over for a pet.

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Anything’s possible on a New Year’s morning like this, in this lovely sunshine, in this little pink heart of mine.

I stood on the bridge and watched the reflecting blue and welcomed the new day…and I dangled there. Hanging in that moment, hanging like the birdsong in the hedge, like the aftertaste of harmony on still lips.

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Comments: 12

  • January 1, 2013
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    Happy 2013. You have bulbs breaking the ground. Joy! Two horses and two bikes…could not planned that shot better. Beautiful photos.

  • January 1, 2013
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    I have bulbs saying hello, too! Both daffs and tulips. Can’t wait for spring. 🙂

  • January 2, 2013
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    I love the spring! I wish it was coming here early… 🙂

  • January 2, 2013
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    What a lovely way to start the year! Your words are as beautiful as your photos 🙂

  • January 2, 2013
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    I LOVE that second photo … It made me feel as though something was waking up inside. I love all the pictures, but that picture really affected me. Lovely post and lovely photography.

  • January 2, 2013
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    I enjoyed reading your blog, Veronica. I found you through Tracy Porter’s site. Your pictures are lovely! Wishing you a very Happy New Year!

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