Ever since I noticed how dead & yellow looking everything still was I started to worry about the trees. Surely they should be coming in to leaf by now? Not only were the ones round here not in leaf, they seemed to look quite poorly
But I worry unnecessarily. The willow & hawthorn are breaking out now
I found a charming web site about April written in 1867. Always was an unpredictable month
And I remember that optimistic poem by Larkin, The Trees
Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh
Link: April in England 1867 The Trees by Philip Larkin
Related post: Has spring sprung?
