Summer – duncancleary

#240/365

Holiday ending –

Have not managed to switch off ~

Until this moment.

#238/365

Waves on a Wednesday-

I sit on a pile of rocks ~

Made in older seas.

#237/365

The last parking space –

First ice lolly in ages ~

I’m easily pleased.

#234/365

An audacious snail –

Sits drunk on my dahlias ~

I leave him to it.

#232/365

Annual hedge cut –

Riddled with bloody briars ~

But blackberries too.

#227/365

A washout summer –

Nothing to look forward to ~

Flowers seem happy.

#223/365

Delayed garden job –

Bag tulip bulbs for storage ~

Half now lost to mould.

#222/365

Butterflies about –

Remind me of my forebears ~

Watching over me.

#219/365

Dahlias in bloom –

Not as many as last year ~

Each a little star.

#215/365

Bingeing Olympics –

I don’t care what I’m watching ~

Always sad for fourth.

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