April 2017

So calm and still…

Occasional breeze
strokes against the smooth sea’s nap:
satin to velvet.



Watching those masters of flight, a delight…

Making origami
folds of itself, a crow
drops behind the trees.



A beautiful, dry, sunny month, wonderful long days..

Light drains soft away
Colours fade to muted shades
Even Spring must sleep



Spring is well and truly here now, flowers following each other…

As daffs leave the field,
wood anemone come on.
The sub’s bench is full.