We've not counted, its not a competition and in terms of sheer numbers there are no doubt more blades of grass. Or nettles. But in terms of sheer presence cow parsley is a fairly dominant character round our way right now. And it has character. It adds dashes of white to the swathes of green. Stands tall in the dry and slouches in the rain, drooping sulkily in the pathways with an "if I'm fed up you're gonna need to be fed up too" attitude.
Well a white Christmas Eve anyway. Beautiful. A run out through the parks to Clough Lane to revel in the whiteness. Snow is transforming. It monochromes and simplifies and creates a sense of peace and calm. It accentuates and highlight structure and enhances the beauty of trees and shapes and hedges. It adds a crunchy, sensual, textural layer and induces stomping and jumping and snow angel making. Like sunshine it makes people smile for the sake of smiling. It makes dogs and people slightly hysterical and playful. It changes the pace of the world and forces a humbling slowness and carefulness. It is great and I wish we had more of it each year. Happy Christmas. x
