My cottage garden glows
With ragged pink blush
Poppies.
Summer winds blowing,
Tumbling petals flowing
Through a sea of leaves;
Frilly foxgloves enticing bees.
My cottage garden glows
With ragged pink blush
Poppies.
Summer winds blowing,
Tumbling petals flowing
Through a sea of leaves;
Frilly foxgloves enticing bees.
Don’t miss my post on my other site on yesterday’s Art workshop. Tea and gluten and dairy free vanilla cheesecake were included! A little treat!
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Please click on the link to read my poem inspired by my recent ramble.
I hope you enjoy my post. The weather has been warm so we’ve been exploring our woodland pathways. As ever, I am inspired so much by my walkhs in the surrounding countryside whilst enjoying the company of my dogs; sometimes joined by my husband and friends.
Woodlands at this time of year are filled with lush plants such as pink campion, forget- me- nots, violets, celendine, garlic and bluebells of course. Yesterday a sweet breeze, gentle sunshine and pretty shadows made our walk so pleasurable as we ambled along the woodland path. There were brown, small, delicately patterned butterflies, camouflaged fluttering low to the woodland floor, the canopy was filled with uplifting birdsong. I like to walk slowly noticing everything I can, listening and enjoying the mingled aromas as well as joining the games my dogs like to play!
After the rain, pink buds
Burst with delicate scents reminiscent
Of rhubarb, rose and lemon.
Stepping through the glade, entranced,
Serenaded by tiny pearly drips
Cascading from blossom lips
And freshly opened leaves.
A delicious papery swathe,
Twinkling petals bathe in
Sunny rays.
Honey scented breezes
Flicks filigree flakes,
Freeing,
Whirling,
Parachuting
Into warm puddling lakes.
Raspberry tassles, tantalize;
Dainty clematis dazzle;
Muscari like mini pyramids of lapis lazuli brighten shady corners
Whilst amethyst anemones smile
Even when their petals are tattered by windswept twigs.
Solitary Snowdrops,
Snuggled in a sudden snowdrift,
As fine as sifted icing sugar.
Cople churchyard is beautiful at the moment with a smattering of celedines, voilets and tiny Blue star like flowers. However it is solitary huddles of snowdrops which inspire me the most because they appear in harsh weather and bring us hope of spring. We are about to get snow here in the UK at the weekend, I have to say it is very pretty but we need the warmth of the sunshine. For those of you deep in a cold winter, I hope you’re keeping cosy.
The snowdrop scribble was inspired by my walk in the churchyard, hopefully I’ll be able to get in the Studio soon to have a play with designs, do a watercolour or maybe a screenprint.
My creative time is very precious because I have an elderly dog recovering from a Stroke and a puppy who is delightful and full of fun, requiring lots of attention, training and walks. Life is full on!
White pillows
Float into hollows, nooks
And burrows.
Aspen and willow,
Stark, dark: sinister
Whispering sharp wind
Billows.
Lichen hillocks.
Holly and blackthorns
Creak under laden leaves
Dripping icy nature’s tea.
Flirty flurries settle on warm cheeks
And tiny beaks.
Woodland Wildlife seeks solace
From fizzing blizzards.
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