Biking across the city this morning, it was wonderful to see the blackthorn and the Mirabelle trees all in blossom, and the roses’ leaf buds emerging along H4 in Great Holm and Crownhill. The Mirabelle trees are the ones we make our autumn jams from so to see them get off to a good start was pleasing. Cherries are still biding their time – more snow is forecast so they are welcome to wait a couple of weeks. This awareness of the spring is, as I have commented often here, really obvious in Milton Keynes, as are all the seasons, simply because of the greenness of the city. There will come a time over the next week when whole banks of bushes will be white with blossom.
After the winter that we have had, which has been properly cold and often snowy in the UK, I am looking forward to gardening later in the year. Usually I am there really early trying to fill the garden up. It has been like that for me at school. Somebody said to me that it has been a “long term crammed into a short space” which is exactly how it feels. Waiting for inspection, for LA monitoring, and keeping tabs on all the essentials of school has taken far more time than it ought, and it is nobody’s fault but mine. Yes they are, I suppose “necessary and helpful” but not if we let them shift our attitude of joy in the work. That is why seeing these blossoms, the first on my bike route that I have seen this year, are such a potent reminder of taking our time and submitting to the rhythm that God has planned for our lives; if we can’t do that in Lent, then we are in a sorry state.
So my resolution for the last week of term – we finish next Friday in MK – is just to focus and plan for a measured pace, walking each day as if it is a newly snowed-on field (which it may be, of course!) and watching carefully where we tread.