Thistles

I visited the croft this morning and saw several spear thistles standing tall. They were attracting lots of insects; butterflies, hover flies and bees. Here is an excerpt of a poem I wrote last Summer. Thistles Majestic crowns, no blooms could surpass, Standing tall above feathery grass. At Summer’s end they fade and die, DispersingContinue reading “Thistles”

Curlew Calling

I heard the curlew calling this morning as he flew above the moor. A wonderful sign of Spring Curlew Calling An eerie song from a distant rise, Curlew calling the song of the wild. Mysterious and haunting; music to love, A beguiling silhouette, glides above. He searches the moor for a suitable site, To buildContinue reading “Curlew Calling”

The Dipper

After a very wet weekend the river was high, but to my delight I observed a dipper sitting on a rock searching for prey. He was fascinating to watch as he dipped his body up and down, in a morning dance. The Dipper Frothy rapids flow As he dips and dives beneath searching for hisContinue reading “The Dipper”

Pure Winter Snow

During the night 15cms of snow fell covering the lane in a white carpet. I was fortunate to walk in the snow before anyone else. There were some a prints from animals and birds. The snow was glistening in the sun’s rays as it rose above the meadow. Winter Morning The sunshine glows in anContinue reading “Pure Winter Snow”