Gulls over Bristol;
eyes shut, I am transported
to a summer shore.
by Scooj
Gulls over Bristol;
eyes shut, I am transported
to a summer shore.
by Scooj
.
First frost glistening
in green pastures and the cows
lazily grazing.
.
by Scooj
Interdependent
we and the pollinators
let’s look after them.
by Scooj
#beesneeds
Abandoned fossil
hunt; inclement weather, so
left my moniker.
by Scooj
There is death even
in Arcadia; don’t be
fooled by scenery.
by Scooj