How many shades of green are there out there! Just how many nuances of this life giving colour can there be wild in the countryside? Just a couple of weeks ago bare browns seemed to dominate as skeletal trees pirouetted in the April winds, there greens still tightly bundled, secure and swollen against twig and branch.
That’s not the case now. Even the oaks have let go and come to the party early. Blue greens, sage greens, pastel greens, vibrant greens, emeralds, lime, gold green, they’re all out there now. And a million transitions between each of them.
The woodlands are a tapestry of eye salve, a pointillist delight of tonality and saturation. Knowing that it won’t last long I do my best to immortalise this week in my memory, burning the hues, the highlights and the shadows into my mind so that I can hold on to them until next May. For soon a uniformity will set it. As the days warm and the leaves dry the rich palette will subdue to a settled panorama of colour with just the occasional and discreet variance subtly punctuating the onset of summer.
Oak will settle down and I must too.