Spring approaches

I dare to dream that spring may soon be here. I dream of an end to cold mornings, an end to hand’s skin dried out by the weather, an end to layers and layers and still feeling chilly. These are only phone photos but they hold all the hope of masterpieces. Spring, you are welcome,Continue reading “Spring approaches”

evening in the garden

purple flower spikes less busy now as evening comes and here I sit with tea and camera (just in case) no butterflies left they’ve gone to bed (where do they sleep?) but still the swallows chitter by the out-late bees hum-bumble low and early moths flutter time slows to a honeyed trickle in our wildContinue reading “evening in the garden”