Poppy walk


Sunny morning,

Swifts soaring;

Dog rose scented air.

Maiden’s garlands,

wedding bells afar.

Harebells & summer fairs

Dancing campions,

Wild flower champion

The scarlet poppy!

The troubadour



The troubadour seeks hellibores

As his muse,

He visualises a heart wreath made of

Velvet warm petals,  meek rose pink

Twinkling  flowers and snow whites in fine fettle:

A delicate meander of pattern and colour.

From his medieval stone garret,

He weaves his words of love and valour.

Merry Christmas


Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all my blogging friends. Thankyou for visiting and commenting on my blog over the year it is wonderful to have so many online wordpress friends.The last month has been challenging for me because I have injured my spine and cannot sit or stand for very long! Everyday gets better though, but festivities will be quiet for us this year. Hubby has also had a nasty chest infection, there are so many bugs about at this time of the year.

Walking is a great way of helping my back pain but the dogs are having to put up with walks around the village for a while until I get stronger and then I’m sure I’ll feel inspired again to write more poetry. However, I will be keeping warm by my fire, having lots of lovely nibbles and warm drinks.

The mantel decorations are all from our lovely cottage garden. I hope you like them.

Seasons Greetings. 🙂

Rhapsodic Roses


Rhapsodic roses

Tumbling from pergolas

Showering our senses with

Aromatic essences;

Dreamy marshmallow,

Teeny fairy dancers,

Sprinkles of sherbet,

So tangy with a hint of lemon curd;

Silky peach petals so delightful, 

Fluttering in buttery summer light.

Tranquility among the grasses


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Bashfully passing through
Languishing grasses,
As peeping, floppy poppies
Leap and dive like dashing
Flamenco dancers.

Billowy Skyes


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Billowy skies like antique grey galvinised pales,
Overflowing with silky butter,
Churning a country tale.

Tick tock dandelion clock


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Tick tock Dandelion clock.
Seeds of Thyme and memories like a good wine.
Tompion’s cottage garden is where clock enthusiasts flock:
Little Tom Thumb swings from pendulums of spider’s thread,
Landing in a beautifully scented pink flowery bed.

I have been fascinated by this lovely old cottage for some time,so this morning as I drove past it, the golden early morning sunshine lit up the ravishing cottage garden so beautifully that I had to stop and take this photo. Tompion’s cottage at Ickwell Green, in Bedfordshire, England is very important part of Bedfordshire’s heritage and in fact England’s too. Thomas Tompion was the father of English Clockmakers and watchmakers (born c 1639and died 1713). He was buried in Westminster Abbey,London. The cottage was his home and is now maintained by the Worshipful Company of Clockmakers. His prestigious clocks are still fully operational today.
I hope you enjoy with me in his garden!

First Light


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At first light,
Floating thoughts sink into
An inky stillness.

Tiny tapping on the windowsill
Greets us and the skies gently brighten.

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‘Bee-ilicious’ colours or favourite ice-cream flavours;
Fine feathering  and  watercoloured waves
Awaken dreamy seas and clouds tinged with flames.

Cee’s black and white challenge: tracks


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The photo was taken on my favourite walk from my home in Cople, Bedfordshire. The dog’s and I got very muddy but we love wandering for miles along farmer’s tracks enjoying splashing about in the puddles

Yule decorations


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Picked from the hedgerows near our village, the simple foliage beautifully decorates my Yule wreath. Below is my heart of Yule indoor wreath. I love the simple art of wreath making, anyone can do it by walking about the countryside and  selecting fresh foliage some with berries to cut gently with secateurs.   Remember to thank nature for it’s offerings to you and you’ll enjoy your foliage and berries for the entire festive season. You can also attach pearls and other crystals, dried fruit and ribbons or burlap.

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Happy Yule. Happy winter solstice, thanksgiving and christmas when it comes. Love from Lavender Moon. 🙂 🙂