It has been grey and rainy for weeks! We went to Truro for a very early appointment this morning, briefly shopped in the blustery rain along with many, many damp holiday makers, and returned to find the garden battered by the wind and rain – so we cut some flowers and brought them in. The poem here by my poet friend, Kim, echoes the rest of the day and many of our preceding days. I just love the line, “rain by the skyfull.” Thank you Kim, for letting me share this so apt poem with my readers.
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Some time ago, my poet friend Kim posted his poem about two crows that he likes to observe from the window. I have been waiting to catch our pair in the right photo to match the poem and this morning, I was there at the right moment. We have been watching this pair for fifteen years as they stay close together. Crows mate for life and have been known to stay together for 20 years.The poem is perfect. Thanks Kim. .
The following poem and met map explain the heat we are experiencing. My first reading of this ‘Heated (August 2022)’ made me think of our personal and collective responsibility. Our grass was crisp and crunchy as I walked over it late this afternoon. I am very grateful to Kim for letting me share his poem here.
Serendipitously, one of my favourite poets, Kim Ridgeon, included a dahlia in the poem he posted this morning. I had just been given permission to include it here when I realised that I could get the perfect photo to go with it though ours is the first of the plant not the last, I hope. I love the words, ‘delicate strength’ as they so well capture what the dahlia brings to the season along with a smile. .
My poet friend, Kim Ridgeon, thought carefully before publishing the following thoughtful and rather disturbing poem. Likewise I have thought before posting it here. I have the same reservations about my blog – it’s about beautiful things and I try to avoid politics here (Not elsewhere!) but Kim’s poem is a beautiful piece about the horror we are all feeling about Afghanistan.
Thank you, Kim.
I am delighted with the wall of sweet peas we have grown to hide the shed and potting shelves. The mix of Sweet Peas, Verbena Bonariensis and Love-in-a-Mist has been delightful, both colourful and scented.
My friend Kim Ridgeon has penned the following beautiful poem. Read it aloud to feel how the carefully crafted words slow you down so that the meaning of the poem is enhanced and peace settles all around you.
When I read this poem by my friend, Kim Ridgeon, it just rang bells. We, too, miss the sea so much. Our nearest sea on the North Coast is just four miles away and the South coast only ten but lockdown means we have to walk from our door. Thank you Kim, for letting me share your carefully crafted words here.
It’s National Poetry Day today and you can read and hear our Poet Laureate, Simon Armitage’s new poem written for today, an uplifting one about communication in the time of Covid – Something Clicked
We followed a new walk this morning through woods and lanes, leaves, streams and livestock! Join us along the way. Click on any photo in the gallery for the bigger version. Underneath is another poetry gem for you, reflecting on the changing season. It seemed right for today to go with our walk. Thanks, Kim.
There’s the first full moon of this month tonight but, sadly, it is hiding behind the clouds.
What a night! There were wild August winds, driving rain and clatters of garden chairs trying to take off. Sadly much of the garden has been flattered as our small landscape has been altered but a disaster can be an opportunity so here we are with a lovely bunch of colour indoors of flowers that we rescued.
As we couldn’t spend much time outside today, we decided to make marmalade with the oranges we froze in January when the all too short Seville orange season was with us. That’s it for the year now. The tiny jars are for breakfast in bed should one of us fall ill.
My poet friend, Kim Ridgeon, penned the perfect poem for the day and for the strange emotions we are all feeling in these uncertain and disturbing times. Please read it several times and feel the phrases that sum up the unpredictability of our lives right now. I love this poem.