First frost breathes…


First frost breathes through crystalline teeth,

 Steeping brightly hued blooms into a moon dipped

Weeping sleep.

I look down the garden now at the damp brown rotting garden and remember the warm days filled with summer fresh scents; butterflies and bees everywhere. Then came the first frost, it was such a shock but turned the garden into a magical place, frozen and beautiful. I am so grateful for nature. As the garden lies sleeping,  I enjoy every day as a different day. I can see the birds hopping about and the gentle mellow yellow sunshine through watery leaves. 

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Rambling in the Fairy wood


In the Fairy Wood a cool wind sings

Songs of summer past: Larks and cherry blossoms

Rambling roses for fairy posies.

Speckled yellow, ruby and rust leaves swirl,

Crunching under toes.

Dappled light, warm and bright Iilluminates

 faces of forest mythological creatures,

A shadow show emerging; tree nymphs, Boris the troll

And frolocking fairies.

Brooding skies like galloping waves, 

Tallow mallow ggiant’s fists!

Twisters suck up golden mists.

Restorative walk



I always find walking along the North Norfolk coastal path calming restorative. The endless skies of clouds whch make dreamy characters from children’s picture books and the gentle salty air filled with samphire and sea lavender. The colour palette and interesting wild textures inspire me to write and paint.

Here are two textured painted sketches of the atmosphere evocative of Stiffkey salt marshes. I hope you enjoy t

Delightful dahlia melody


Delightful dahlia melody,

Sunshine melting

Majestic petals.

Honey bee settles.

Wistful Wildflower Walk



Rambling thoughts lift far above wispy skies.

Scented drifts, harebell & verbena

Dance with joy and grief.

Calming columbine peeps

Through dappled light:

A painter’s delight!
My photos and poem were inspired by a beautiful Wildflower garden in a Wildflower nursery in North Norfolk. We visited one quiet morning, had a coffee and then walked along the Glaven valley.

I am dedicating this post to Amanda & Phillipa. Rest in peace. And to their mother Sheila who is recovering in hospital. Please get better soon. I ask for healing for their families too at this very sad time. Thanks to the hospital staff and emergency services.

Midsummer cheers…


Midsummer meadows cheers our hearts.

Bees reeling in floppy poppies, 

Quaint corn cockles and radiant daisies jostle with lazy scabious

Lofty butterflies surf the breeze filled with meadowsweet mist.

Wishing seeds glimmer in honeyed rays,

Teazels  sentinels of the fields, guard the wildflower maze.

Haystacks rest on dusty fields waiting for midsummer to heal.


Enjoy midummer days and long warm evenings.

Holly hocks ball


​Ruby red holly hocks,

Silk swirling frocks, 

Mingling at the summer ball.

A scented breeze,

Timely sends bursting buds to

Rest upon the lawn.

Purposely the lover places them in

A wicker box, ties it tight with forget-me-nots;

With red rose ink he pens

‘Holly meet me tonight at the folly’.

The story begins.

Summer colour in the cottage garden

The above link to my Lavendermoongirlsbrownharecottage wp site will take you to where the inspiration came from for this poem and photo and will give you more insight into my cottage garden.

Summer breeze dreams



Summer breeze heeds the

Whispering reeds;  signature

Like shadows tell tales.

Swathes of summer blooms


Swathes of summer blooms,

so soon their petals will crumple and fade.

For many more sultry days,  bees will  bathe and tumble in pollen,

And many of us will loll about entranced by their hypnotic tune. 

West wind song


Wild westerly breeze howls through bristling trees,

Whistling  and hissing and zig zagging between wheat sheafs,

Which crackle, rattle, battle and beat.

Chattering corn buntings cling,

Feverishly fending 

As the crop bends like a ferocious ocean.