It doesn’t have to be the emerald green wing of a green Parakeet or an admiral blue wing of a Adonis butterfly or a feathery mane around a Great Crested Grebe in the River Croal.

It could be a common Squirrel running away from danger as his orange tail wiggles on the school field or even a giant,lonely tree cries black tears as children play with joy.

Be as elated as a crow picking a worm under the warmth-giving sun crashing in to move the lonely darkness away.

Notice how beautiful nature is when you stop and just listen and see the greenness grow in the lovely forest.

Even a brown,bare branch awakens when you stroke the long tree trunk when the springtime comes.