Wordless Wednesday: Fir Cones Signal Autumn Meet my big baby — daughter, Vanessa! Share this:Tweet Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
Tanka #4 Late autumn sunrise. Tucked in their sparkling houses, some dream of Christmas. For them, today means nothing, their minds fixed upon winter. Share this:Tweet Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
Autumn haiku #6 A mosaic of leaves. Boots and paws swishing, rustling, amongst trees’ shed clothes. Share this:Tweet Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
Autumn haiku #5 Autumn climbs the wall, splodging colour at random. Nature’s graffiti. Share this:Tweet Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
Autumn haiku #4 Dead tree in brackets: a stump in isolation [Nature’s own subclause]. Share this:Tweet Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...