There were many warm meetings of minds in the garden this morning, despite last night’s frost and an early mist.
Long Ears, Short Spikes, Bushy Tails
And twitchy whiskers…
Friends With Feathers
A photo diary…
Snow Day
Third Winter, first snow.
In C-Major
A jackdaw is pecking at buggy nibbles beneath the slim outstretched arm of an oak tree whose trunk is obscured by dark holly.
Brontës and Bluebells: a Patchwork Poem
Here you saw the sweet azure of bluebells…
Going Over
In the ground and in pots, sunshiny daffodils succeeded the cool blues, whites and crisp yellows of stalwart Winter bulbs.
Daffodils
I ambled idly on the mound That hosted snowflakes, drops and squills,
Glimpses of Green and Gold
Blurry birds… A female crest and two pairs of finches.
Almonds and Monkey Nuts
It rained the last two nights.
