Golden morning
In the trough of the gale and a timid sun,
in the green gauze of new leaf
that mantles every tree,
in the long grass trembling
in the trailing breeze of the wind’s tail,
the morning meadow wakes,
crowded with buttercups.
Golden morning
The Four Swans 
And dosen’t it look lovely 💜
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There’s no stopping spring 🙂
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That’s so true 💜
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Lovely–I like the thought of the wind’s tail stirring the buttercups. We’re supposed to have rain here all day, and then lots of wind’s tail wagging!
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Thank you! It’s still a bit breezy.
It was supposed to be grey and wet here, but it’s been sunny and warm…
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So far, the rain hasn’t been too heavy–so I hope it doesn’t get worse.
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Hope it eased off. Ours didn’t turn up at all.
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It did. I thought we might not want to travel to daughter’s book club, but the rain was mostly gone in the afternoon.
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It seems as though your forecast and what you actually get is similar to our weather. Rain’s back since last night though 😦
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We have a break today! (But windy.)
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That wind!
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Yes!
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How beautiful. I’ve not seen buttercups for many years. 🌼
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They are beautiful! How come you don’t see them anymore? They like meadows, damp places or sunny.
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They are usually found in Northern Europe. Although, as a child, I saw buttercups in northern Wisconsin. I’ve not seen them growing in mid-Michigan, but that doesn’t mean they don’t grow here in the marshy areas. They are really lovely in your photo.
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I imagined they grew in every temperate climate zone, but a lot probably depends on land use. They’re just starting here. It’s especially pretty when the blue flax flowers join them.
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We’re quite humid here, so we have marsh marigolds, a different variety. I can see the blue flax and the meadow marigolds growing together. Fabulous colors!
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Blue and yellow seem to be favourites 🙂
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What a welcome sight! (K)
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They grow up tall and tightly green before letting the first buds open, then suddenly there are thousands of them.
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I remember them from my childhood, but never that many. We would hold them up to our chins but I can’t recall why.
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The yellow reflected light is supposed to be an indication that you like butter. We used to do that too. Colleen was saying she hasn’t seen buttercups since her childhood either.
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Yes! that was it. Well of course we liked butter.
I wonder if we’ve destroyed whatever niche they occupied. Probably.
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They grow in meadows and ditches here so they probably hate herbicides and mowing. They don’t grow in gardens where people are slap-happy with the chemicals or in fields where farmers are the same.
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There’s very little land that hasn’t been messed with around here.
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It will all go the same way, I expect.
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