Living between sea and waterways, I love this time of year. Schools have celebrated harvest, clocks have gone back, and nights are drawing in with frost and spooky tales. Along the coast and above the marshlands, the sky is haunted, filled with the cries of wintering birds. In the woods, frills of fungus cling to […]
Day: October 28, 2019
One small voice in the shift between October and November
For days, the steady pounding rain drowned out the poetry that bubbled in my soul; my small voice hobbled, stuck in the mud of an old-fashioned October. But this morning, on the cusp of November, bright stained-glass shadows dappled the sodden grass, where unexpected sun illuminated the willow in the garden disrobing yellow leaves before […]
Blue Tit on a Thistle
thistle barely bends buoyant with the blue tit’s song in every season Kim M. Russell, 28th October 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1770 Tomtit In the last week of our festive 7th anniversary month, today we have another small creature, the blue tit. While the English word ‘tomtit’ can refer to pretty much any of […]
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