On the cusp of spring and summer
Hawthorn hedgerows
bloom
And produce their
fruity haws
Before the autumns gathering
gloom
On the cusp of spring and summer
Hawthorn hedgerows
bloom
And produce their
fruity haws
Before the autumns gathering
gloom
The red squirrel
Cute arboreal
Character
Once abundant in our
woodland
Now small in number
Only survive in small
pockets
Thanks to the grey
intruder
Red admiral flutter by
You Beautiful
butterfly
Drink from the
buddleia
Lovely Vanessa
atalanta
From the break of each new dawn
When heralding the new
day
The sun crests the
horizon
To Paint the eastern
sky
With natures orange
glow
Until it sets again
In majestic splendour
Beyond the western
hills
And is swallowed by
the darkness
It gives life with its
benevolent light
When we come out
Of winters shadow
And it’s finally
spring
There is fire in my heart.
And a lightness in my step
And the world seems
full
Of infinite
possibilities
The chill wind
Bitter and biting
Buffeted the house
Rattling the windows
And whistling at the
door
Exploiting every weakness
Exposing every crack
To chill us to our
bones
The mist cascaded down the hillside Like a maiden’s hair Tumbling onto her shoulders The bare branches of the birch trees Pierced ...