Make yourself at home

I spent some time in the garden today watching the solitary bees investigating my bee hotel. One of the holes seemed particularly popular. Here’s solitary bee 1 helpfully pointing to the most popular hole: That one up there – it’s lovely I mean this one, right here, do you see? In case I needed further…… Continue reading Make yourself at home

Home

I can’t write poetry. My brain is slightly addled by codeine as the pain was lingering long today. I’ve tried to assemble my thoughts but they keep running away. I am thinking of home, and how this was my home, my childhood home. Visiting is comfortable, like wearing old familiar clothes. Though things have changed…… Continue reading Home

cave

we lurk in our cave all manner of technology here and yet beneath it all a primitive instinct remains to hunker down close curtains block out the rain and huddle together for sweet warmth