Forget-me-not

“Oh, no!” said Cyclo, “I’ve found a packet of seeds. Forget-me-nots. Have you forgotten to plant them?”

Haha!
The seeds were from the Alzheimer Disease Society: a freebee. A nice idea, but I didn’t need them.

My garden is full of Forget-me-nots which flower freely Continue reading “Forget-me-not”

Weather be nice

Today, being Monday was sunny. OK for me, as I don’t work Mondays as a rule. But I thought of all those folk, who’d had a completely washed out weekend and then went to work in blazing sunshine this morning – (well sunshine intermittently at least) – while I walked in the woods with a friend and two Labradors and we caught up with a few weeks’ news.

“Wait until you see the blue bells,” she said.

The rain has had a significant effect on the river levels around here. Lots of places where it had burst its banks, including someone’s back garden. And they say the water hasn’t finished rising yet and that there’s more to come. Continue reading “Weather be nice”

April – a busy month

This month I have mainly been working (the paid variety) managing those about to take GCSE and A levels, gardening and trying to keep up with the challenge of writing a poem a day, among other things…. there’s a major garden project going on and normal life to keep up with…. a woman’s work is never done.

The blossoms are suffering from  the heavy rains and high winds….

Wet, windy weather
clusters of blossom blown down
fragile button-holes

girls in dancing clothes
pick up the battered blossoms
to put in their hair

the cat, exhausted
from chasing whirlwind petals
lazily stretches

For the National Poetry Writing Month, NaPoWriMo, which you can find here

 

Now I see the photo competition is ‘growing’ I shall be getting the camera out in the next few days, given that we get some good light…..

April in Oxfordshire

The weather here has been true old-fashioned ‘sunshine and showers’…. real April weather.
I have been trying to dodge it over the weekend, attempting to plant a box hedge without being battered by the sting of hail.

I took this through the rain, as it fell, lit up by sunshine.

It gave the garden a surreal, scattered with diamonds look. At the back of the house, the sky was a deep purple – grey, like a mulberry stain, lit up by a faint rainbow.

March winds and April showers bring forth May flowers.