And the Wood Pigeons remain in the Fields! I jump into my wake of morning – pealing from its skin of fog, With a creamy white Sun to guide my vision – worthy of my log! Wood Pigeons scour the … Continue reading →
The Sun Is High! The Sun is high and so am I – with the golden rays of love, A rippled sky so way up high – wisps of combed clouds up above. Late Summer smiles they line the miles … Continue reading →
The Ramble of The Bramble! Welcoming is the coolness of the morning chill – as I set foot upon the road, The familiar feeling of a well-loved secret and a wandered musing for my ode! Floating on a smile with … Continue reading →
The Harvest Gathering! This day we walked the long road – from the gatherer of stones, Laden with our troves and treasures – we exercise our bones! Around the right hand curve the fields open – reaching up the hill, … Continue reading →
The Shower and the Storm! Watched by the Hare from high on the hill – the drips begin to drop, The gentle scatter of the early droplets – decorate my top! The summer shower applauds my welcome – drumming up … Continue reading →
Summer Solstice! Carefree is the casual Muntjac that ambles across our path, As we turn the corner of the junction – reaching for a laugh! Extending a careful gazing we are watched on down the road, The sharing of a … Continue reading →
A Day in the Sun! Hidden is the secret garden – gone for none to see, Enclosed within the growth of greenery – that opens up to me! Blooming is the onset welcome – that stands before my gaze, All … Continue reading →
Beltane! – Celebration Day! The Pheasants rumble into motion as I pass on through the gate, There’s a call as to a notion and they leave as if they’re late! A pair of hurried Partridges – they run a quick … Continue reading →
In the Green! I bid you fair welcome on this morn and I bring with me the Sun, The buzzard’s circle and call their greeting – how I feel as one! With the welcome of the blooming – of the … Continue reading →
In The Waking! It’s the first day of March and the Sun is shining, And I am greeted by the song of the birds! A nearby woodpecker drums and beats out a rhythm, With Buzzard – Crow and Robin – … Continue reading →
