Seasons

Haiku #32 The Bee Orchid

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Growing up in a coastal iron ore mining village in mountainous Cumbria had plenty of outdoor “distractions” for a young boy and his closest mates. One of these was to go into places we were specifically told NOT to, especially… Read More ›

Haiku #31 England’s small farms

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England’s small farms, hundreds of years old, soil hiding Roman and Neolithic artefacts, move with the seasons. “squawking seagulls feedearth crumbles under the ploughthe end of winter” The Two Doctors A morning walk yesterday revealed our farmer’s distain for Swedish… Read More ›

Haiku Tanka #30 I hate Spring!

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Walking around the local woods yesterday I saw my first Yellowhammer of the year, a sure sign that Spring is almost here. But ….. “A flash of yellowchirps and hops from twig to twiggathering insectswhite hawthorn blossom trembleswhere’s the antihistamine”… Read More ›

Haiku #27 Winter Canvas

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I rarely create monochrome images but a moonlit frozen lake behind our house just cried out for such an approach inspiring this Haiku: “Radiant moonlightpaints glistening ice crystalson Winter’s canvas” The Two Doctors

Haiku #26 Winter Grip

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The River Thames passes through and around our Cotswolds village, and several days rain leads to fields and meadows flooding. Nothing new in this, it has happened regularly over the past 36 years. “Shapeshifting waterWind ripples on flooded fieldsWinter’s icy… Read More ›