Warm faces wearing seaside hats;
Tower over faded filligree blooms;
A haven of stamens twirling,
Toasted cinnamon seedheads crackling
In marmalade sunshine.
Even though bitter winds can make me cringe:
Tears fall like salty streams.
Dancing kitten tails, ginger tinged,
Soft and kissed by sunshine beams.
I love this time of year when the sunshine peeps through the charcoal trees, lighting up the beautiful Hazel catkins and dancing on the trees. Sometimes taking a photograph can be challenging when it’s cold and windy and I have to sweep away the tears!
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