Scorched earth allotment
courgette plants and beans withered;
prolonged dry weather.
by Scooj
Tag: poem
Blackberrying
Succulent berries
nature’s generous bounty;
purple stained fingers.
by Scooj
Ant day
A few days each year
queen ants emerge from their nests;
gull feeding frenzy.
by Scooj
Night pirates
In the night
they came with their swords
and stole dreams
in the night
buccaneers of my tired mind
left me with nothing.
by Scooj
Beautiful Demoiselle
Rising from the stream
graceful fluterer settles;
an angel in blue.
by Scooj
Blur
A miracle of
convergent evolution;
hummingbird hawk moth.
by Scooj
It’s coming home
Inconceivable
isn’t it that England might,
just might, bring it home?
by Scooj
Enemy time
Full of ideas
and great enthusiasm
all I need is time.
by Scooj
Hot tea
Is it only me
or does a nice cup of tea
in 30 degrees
bring on a perspiration
and instant restoration?
by Scooj
Strike one off the bucket list
With spraycan in hand
two hours of heavenly joy;
ah! the smell of paint.
by Scooj
- At last I got my hands dirty today, or at least I didn’t because I had to wear horrible rubber gloves. Ths is my very first time holding a spraycn after being given some basic instruction by the lovely Loch Ness. It did not turn out quite how I wanted, but it has left me with an unquenchable thirst for more. Finding the time, the wall and affording the paint are going to be my next challanges. I have lots of ideas in my head, and everyone says it is all about practice. A red letter day.
Natural adventures 