Out & About …

… on the North York Moors, or wherever I happen to be.

Day: 1 April 2022

  • A shower on t’moors

    A shower on t’moors

    Every poet since Chaucer has waxed lyrically about April showers: Whan that Aprill, with his shoures soote The droghte of March hath perced to the roote And bathed every veyne in swich licour, Of which vertu engendred is the flour; and foretold of flowery times for May. But I don’t think many had in mind a blizzard.