Walking around Greenlane hospital this morning, I wondered what signs of regeneration there were to lift the spirits of sick and injured people. The trees are still bare, although the one on the left is showing a brightening of the twigs, which are turning yellow.

But leaves are slower to sprout than flowers. Most of the trees are still in winter, while the flowers are dancing in the spring sunshine.

Magnolias are spreading their heavenly perfume around the streets and hospital grounds.

And I saw my first bee, working the koromiko flowers very happily.
The inevitable flowering of this season eases my aching heart and weary arm. Even the bare trees, that seem arrested in winter’s dormancy, will also respond to the rising sap and put out their leaves, all in due course.
Every spring is the only spring – a perpetual astonishment.  ~Ellis Peters