This week some highs and lows: fantastic crop of strawberries from sun and rain coming at the right times. Spinach and chard being harvested as are lettuces. Roses are flowering well . The main border is looking really good. I am amazed at how well the hedges are protecting from the strong winds this weekContinue reading “This week in the garden”
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For St Peter’s Day
Your nameMy name Written on the palm of His hand Look at a stone Held in the palmEach one is different Each one is held.
Running with the Wind
It plays tricks in the laneLike galleons in full sailTrees high on the banksSound like rainCocooned between banks Is like the trough of the wave With every gate passed Another blast from the side The out run is fast Wind on the back With every turn there’s a change Debris strewnPicking my way Wind inContinue reading “Running with the Wind”
Faith
Trust in the things we cannot seeInjection of self belief Confidence to take A step and Move from our comfort zoneTo take a leap unknownResolve to leave things for Another Day.Courage to ask for helpWisdom to know thatThat we need to worry only about theThings of todayTomorrow takes care of itselfAcceptance when we get thingsContinue reading “Faith”
Waiting for thunder
They forecast thunder:Looking above Marbled sky ever changing Sweeping like the dementors Of Harry Potter fame. A stirring overhead, Silent and heavy; A world in waiting Subtle changes Building cloud then dissipatingHeavy sporadic drops of rainFrom no apparent source.Enough to release the intoxicating smell of spores released from the earth.The orange sky against intense grey-Continue reading “Waiting for thunder”
Evening Light
Ribbons of pastel coloursChalked across the skyThe heat dissipatesThe colour intensifiesAbove The silhouette of moorland ridgeStars aligned and waiting A crescent moon aglow A hung stillnessDampness creepsAnd night waits in the wingsUntil black Is chalked across the sky Enveloping all.
Midsummer evening run
Grant us a quiet night and a perfect end. Compline Service The Church of England Quietest of evenings for 7km at dusk. Not a car, person,animal or bird . Whispering hedgerows.
Haiku : Poppies
Highlighter of vergeOf gateway or of the fieldBrilliance displayed.One day flowererA splash of red against greenNative of wasteland.Resilient seedTo paper- thin endurance Poignant remembrance.
This Sunday in the Slow Lane
A walk from Bolberry Down to Bolt Tail. Lovely to be out in the air ( it was very windy ) and to hear the sea. The surging waves against the shore were dramatic and the clouds played marbled patterns across the surface of the sea.
Ruth Partridge 