Tag Archives: Garden
It’s cold and dark And wet A winter’s evening No time for the garden So I lie in the bath And dream And as I laze Some little imp – angel or demon, I neither know nor care – This … Continue reading
Picked from the garden.
Today it feels like spring I come home early And walk barefoot Across the grass.
I managed to keep some begonia tubers in the greenhouse over winter and potted them up in the Spring. Summer came and other people’s had flowers. My garden had flowers. But the pots in the greenhouse remained just leaves. Eventually, … Continue reading
A task A job to be done A chore So some people seem to view it But to me After a stressful day Sorting other people’s problems To come home and catch The last of the light Before the sun … Continue reading
A single peach Upon the tree I hope it’s only a bird Who sampled And left the rest For me.
OK, all you pedantic ones The boundaries Have not moved The actual area Has not changed But look The plants have grown It makes me wonder What actually IS The garden? This was how it looked when I planted it … Continue reading
A friend gave me a large pot which I filled with petunias. The result? Sheer joy!