Rockpools and Daffodils

'We probed among the little triangular rockpools left in the reel by the ebb, and found the kind of seaweed that went "pop" when you pressed it, and tiny semi-transparent crabs, and shells that when you held one to the ear brimmed with the songs of all the seven seas...'

'Here and there a spindly lamb is seen, blinking at an earth and sky new-minted. The crocuses are here, and soon it will be time for daffodils to "take the winds of March with beauty"...'