Home again….
Sand grains cascading
from my holiday suitcase.
Memories of heat.
(31/03/17)
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Neither oak nor ash are budding yet, but Spring is here…
Last year’s leaves still cling,
one colour with the robin
hanging his song there.
(24/03/17)
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Everything’s green, white and gold…
Timely arrival:
celandine decorates banks
for St.Patrick’s Day.
(17/03/17)
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Calm and serene now…
Sea, polished pewter.
Mist reveals hidden layers.
Somewhere a dog barks.
(10/03/17)
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In like a lion, and more rain – and floods..
Trees stand ankle-deep
Egrets pierce their reflections
The whole world is sky
(03/03/17)