20,21,22

0715/26th March 2022 Such a promising start... Even the Moon was smiling... . Oh! Looking through last year's photographs I am struck by how colourful they were by comparison to our currently drab vista, the single bright patch being the snow shovel. . Far too soon to tidy the shovel away. The photograph on left … Continue reading 20,21,22

Frost

Behold. Winter is come.The World is silent.Not a whisper to be heardOn this frozen morn. Except for quietShufflingIn the "waiting room" Doves awaitWith patience Food they know will comeFrom a humbleHuman friend. Then smaller birds arriveFor what they can derivePecking at the snowSearching high and low. So precious and so sweetSo perfect and petite Then … Continue reading Frost