And here comes the colour

I am blown away by the vibrancy of the greens in the valley this spring.

More than I remember in previous years, there’s brightness and nuance as I wander the green paths.

Yet, it also takes light to bring the colours alive. And maybe that’s why the greens are more green, and the yellows are more yellow.

We’ve waited longer for spring to arrive, so the sun is at a slightly higher angle. And that makes a difference.

Because colours are essentially different wavelengths of light, we cannot see colours without light.

So we wait for the light…

And I certainly do when trying to capture something that has caught my attention.

Here in South West Wales, we have both gorgeous west-facing warmer light and plenty of clouds, because our greenness doesn’t happen without the rain.

So I wait…

And sometimes that waiting is for a long time.

But here’s the thing: the light does come.

And with it, we see what we’ve been waiting for.


It happened overnight.
One day we were sat inside
shivering against winter’s grey grip
when suddenly, wonderfully,
bright fingers of life
surged up from the ground
to pull a new light down,  

then all the stillness
and muted colour
was stirred up
into a humming
sun-touched riot –
yellow and purple splashes
and green upon green.

+ Gideon Heugh, from Devastating Beauty, 2018

Colour and life.

Enjoy its emergence around you and within you.

Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿