Dear Friend of my Heart, By the beginning of May the less elevated parts of the Dun Valley experience a … More
Tag: garden
bamboozled bumfuzzled
Dear friend of my heart, phlegmatically achromatic, neither a pinch, nor a slip, not even an off-beat ecstatic, this evening … More
Afternoons with Mr. C
Inspired by the rain-washed light
Dear Friend, Keen tempered caterpillars are voraciously devouring leaves, eager to go into deep meditation. They would later wake up … More
Morning; Voyage
This morning the bed spit me out in distaste. I am not responsible for these dreams, I think out loud … More
Afternoon; Out Discovering
I stretched my body, arms reaching out to look for a vagrant cloud or two, to pull them overhead for … More
Garden’s Poetry: A Young Couple
It has been almost ten months since I last took the camera out, spending soft moments with birds and insects… … More
I Have Always Wanted to Fly
Even as I write a house fly sits on an edge of the laptop… it would seem that the poetry … More
Muses and Fairies
Mister C eats flies
Mister C is a garden lizard of a respectable social standing and a somewhat unusually speedy disposition. Mister C spends … More
