Solace

 

The joy of waking

from vivid, exhausting dreams

a daytime solace

 

by Scooj

Cat astrophe

 

Wailing for her food

far beyond irritating

already been fed

 

by Scooj

 

Ninja the cat is getting on a bit and is losing her hearing and sight. Oh my goodness the noisy protest for food. Had she had her wits about her she’d have found the food already in her bowl.

New neighbours

.

The robins have left

and attentions turn to the

wrens in the nest box

 

by Scooj

Tree surgeon

 

A distant tock tock

floats over urban rooftops

woodpecker at work

 

by Scooj

Digging

.

A song to myself

to every aching muscle

to each weary bone

.

by Scooj

Upside

.

These summer-spring days

small compensation for the

lock down misery

.

by Scooj

Although I have to say that I am enjoying the slower pace and quiet streets. Of course the full horror of the virus is too much to bear, but I am clinging to simple pleasures.

Tea

.

The perfect cuppa

is best drunk when it’s at the

right temperature.

.

by Scooj

N.B. That temperature may be different for each person, but the perfection remains the same.

Fledged

.

The trial begins

timid uncertain first hops

urgent need to fly.

.

by Scooj

Garden shredder

 

So satisfying

shrubby branches in one end

mulch out the other

 

by Scooj

Corona beard

.

It’s what my mother

would call a Grizzly Adams

a little too grey

.

by Scooj