Marsh Marigold

"Where the estuary thinks
the same thing as the sky;


where cows appear cloudy
and go down to the sunset to drink;"

Jacob Polley - Marsh


The marsh marigolds are flowering around the pond, it must be nearly May.

I finally managed to finish the decorating that I started two weeks ago today.  All the glossing has now been done, and the door to the hall stands open, waiting for the paint to harden properly before the door furniture is re-attached.  The house will smell of new paint for a day or two.  

It is not the way I would have chosen to spend my weekend, but the job is done, so I can get on with things I would rather do.