The Poetry of Wildflowers
Dead Nettle, the words have a rattle. Death should not belong to soft lilac, or even the green, wing-like leaves that dress you, coquettish weed.
Walks by Water – Two Poems
The Shore A shot of sea spills its gut, deep music.
The Blackbird and The Christening
Finding a blackbird chick in my garden seemed symbolic. It was the week before my daughter’s christening; she was napping and I had seized the time to wander on the grass. Wildlife often nestles at the edges of this vast stretch of green. I’ve seen frogs, rabbits and hedgehogs in the past. The chick was…
Grasshopper, Caterpillar, Mushroom Cake!
It seems we have a friendly grasshopper, content to stretch out on our doorstep and chirp a greeting. Obviously, he doesn’t realise his size puts him in great danger of being stepped on! He’s so relaxed that my husband was able to take a very detailed close up of him.
Summer Micropoetry
July can be a heady month; pollen still strong, the sun burgeoning. So far, this July has been a little damp and cooler than expected, but as a hay fever sufferer, I’m not complaining at all! I’ve been busy observing nature and scribbling fragments of summer micropoetry.
The Fearless Mistle Thrush
The mistle thrush is a proud character, who first came to my attention last spring. He is back again this year and hard to miss.
Inspiration in the Rain
Inspiration is a funny thing. It doesn’t always come from beauty or thrills. It can strike from a place where the sky is grey, the rain is continuous and the wind chills everything.
Alive and Spiky! A Hedgehog Calls
Imagine the scene. My husband cheerfully mowing the lawn, when a sudden movement catches his eye. Is it a rat, a mouse with a mohawk? No, it’s a hedgehog. Cue, sigh of relief!
Reflections on Easter Walks and Wildlife
I’ve been enjoying a peaceful and reflective Easter, filled with walks and wildlife. It started with the sun on Good Friday, when hubs and I decided to revisit a favourite walk, last undertaken in May of 2012.