Each visit to our nearby Parc de la Tête d’Or brings a new wave of spring flowers to delight in. Our walks are filled with little detours as I wander across the grass to investigate a hint of purple here and a flash of yellow there.
A sea of daffodils
The shaded grass beneath the trees is riddled with delicate violets.
Hyacinths. These are one of the first flowers I remember growing as a child.
These red tulips stood out amongst the predominantly purple and yellow colour palette.
Squirrels are out and about across the Parc de la Tête d’Or. I have previously shared a photo of a local squirrel, but today I took a little footage and put together the short film below.
On a side note, iMovie 11 has started crashing my Mac Pro. It makes putting these films together impossible on my most capable Mac; instead I have to borrow Megan’s MacBook Pro. I have reported the problem as best I can as a customer to Apple; the recent decline of software quality at Apple is concerning.
I have looked forward to my first walk since the surgery with delight. We often walk in the local park to escape our apartment and the trials of the day. So I dreaded being stuck inside while I recovered.
Ducks on our local park lake in Lyon
I was not disappointed by my first slow, and a touch uncomfortable, walk yesterday evening. The rain had just stopped when we stepped outside and the light was fading. It made for a magical environment and a near deserted park. Only a few runners looping the edge shared the quiet paths with us.