.
Squirrel at the door,
squats like a doe-eyed puppy
begging for some nuts.
.
by Scooj
.
Squirrel at the door,
squats like a doe-eyed puppy
begging for some nuts.
.
by Scooj
August continues
where July left off, frontal
weather stream remains.
by Scooj
So what time is this?
I growl at my daughter, who
rises after lunch.
by Scooj
.
Highest peak in Spain
and mother of Tenerife;
we leave you in peace.
.
by Scooj
.
The all-inclusive
branded wristbands are removed;
not my cup of tea.
.
by Scooj
.
Playing knock out whist
and rummy; these are the days
we will remember.
.
by Scooj
.
Tenerife awaits;
a mixture of excitement
and anxiety.
.
by Scooj
.
Farewell dear Cornwall
our time with you is now done
we long to return.
.
by Scooj
A cold sea breeze drifts
landwards. Not enough to halt
Spring’s warming advance.
by Scooj
.
Leaving en famille
a lengthy operation
on our way at last.
.
by Scooj