Bumblebee size bells
Buzzing instead of ringing
Musical foxgloves
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Bees drift somnolent
Bindweed climbs up foxglove stems
Gardener unwinds
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Bees cart pollen home
Empty tubular bell blooms
Become pixie hats
Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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Dear Sarah,
Lovely garden full of fragrant words.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
I thought the best way to start the week, was to focus on beauty 🙂 In fact, it left me so inspired that I managed my first publisher submission in 3 years. Will tell you more when we speak, hopefully this week as my internet seems to be behaving itself. And long may it last!
All best wishes,
Sarah
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Ooohhh! Do keep us posted!
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Beautiful
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Thank you 🙂 I can see those beautiful foxgloves from my office window. They’re very cheering.
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Beautiful photos accompanied by wonderful words…
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Thank you, Dale. I felt inspired this morning, after a couple of weeks of haiku writer’s block 🙂
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😎😁Gotta take it when it comes
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Ahh…gorgeous pixie hats! Love your foxgloves dearest Sarah…and the bees too off course, and your haiku…I don’t have foxgloves this year, mine never survive into the next spring and I didn’t plant any because of selling up. So thank you for sharing yours 🙂 xxxx
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Thank you, dearest Sherri 🙂 As we hadn’t had any success with growing foxgloves from seeds, we planted foxglove plants (I don’t remember when, though; whether it was earlier this year or late last year). They were good healthy ones that were for sale in the allotment shop. I’m hoping that they’ll survive into next year, as they’re in a nice sheltered position with just the right amount of light and shade. I’ve had some before in another garden and they came up year after year. Perhaps you can try some in your new garden, so all those bees can have a party! 🙂 xxxx
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Oh Sarah, I hope yours last for years and years. I’ve always planted mine from plants but I don’t think they get enough shade and the other more shady part has too much shade it seems. As you say, perhaps in the new garden – anything for the bees! The good news though is my purple scabias are flowering beautifully and the bees have a rave with those! 😉 Happy gardening my dear friend… love and hugs 🙂 xxxx
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lovely imagery to go with lovely images, I love the spire flowers!
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That’s a wonderful description of foxgloves — “spire flowers”. Maybe you should write a foxglove haiku, too, with those two words in it!
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ahhh I just attempted another poem but not a haiku!! Glad you liked it!
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Lovely rhythm Sarah and I love the way the images evolve – the buzzing to the musical foxgloves, the bindweed to the unwinding gardener.
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Thank you, Andrea 🙂 As you can tell, I just love my foxgloves and their little stripey visitors, hence the three-part haiku, rather than a single one!
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