TOBY

This morning I unwittingly disturbed some ladybirds that were trying to sleep in the groove of my sliding door. I was sweeping up some bird seed that inevitably finds it's way into everything it seems, including my bed at times! Poor ladybirds. I was horrified that I may have injured one. It's an unlikely place … Continue reading TOBY

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