November mists

.November mists
November mists
Slip away
Wistfully drifting.
Wintery tears
Shine as they pine
For sunshine.
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Enticing Iris


Enticing Iris

Enticing Iris,
‘Spring’s icing’!
Chiffon angel’s wings,
Shimmer and zing.
Golden bells ding
In seed scented breeze.
Ethereal Blue hue,
Pure and true.

Nature’s refuge

nature's refuge church

Crumbling stones

Gently moan.

Creeping foliage,

Home to mice,

Owls and bones.


Seeking solace,

Listen to

Nature’s songs.

Even on a winter’s afternoon, Ayot St. Lawrence’s ruined church is still romantic and beautiful. Tiny snowdrops surround the ancient graves like frozen tears. After our walk, we sat in the car drinking tea from a flask and eating home-made cake, whilst I scribbled away in my notebook. ¬† Hertfordshire has so many delightful and atmospheric ¬†villages to explore.