Sit far from the house –
Deep down in my book, hedges ~
Thrum of my sparrows.

Sit far from the house –
Deep down in my book, hedges ~
Thrum of my sparrows.
Commuting by car –
Rediscover old CDs ~
Missed singing out loud.
Baby sparrows cheep –
Wood Pigeon’s unfinished song ~
Making lunch outside.
Twin Euphorbia –
Resurgent Pittosporum ~
Scented Easter garden.
The male house sparrow –
Sits on top the just cut hedge ~
Annoying the cat.
Home brewing outside –
Wind makes bamboo bend to look ~
Alongside robin.
The hedge done today –
Sparrows gorge those still sleeping ~
A confused garden.
First Goldfinch this year –
Brightens otherwise dull day ~
Then he’s gone again.
Garden pottering –
Pull endless ivy, briars ~
Know they’ll outlast me.