Aisling's April

 

A small handful of April flowers for Aisling (Ash-ling. A dream or a vision) an April birthday girl. Bluebells, Primroses and cherry plum blossoms. A small reminder of April's delight to have all year round.

Magnetic north

Caoilainn (Kee+linn. Caoil "slender" and fionn "fair, pure") wondered why her compass was pointing in a different direction to everybody else's.

There's great drying out

Blathín (Blaw-heen, little flower in Irish) hung the washing out on the line to dry the first day Spring was hinting with a blue sky and a mild breeze. Though the ground was still damp beneath her feet, she could hear a hundred voices of Springtime - birds twittering, branches rustling. Oak catkins swaying. Tiny little buds appearing.

Bursting out

Aoibheann (ey-veen) wondered how many people had passed her on her walk before she realised her coat had burst open.