A month of short verse –
Marking each day as it comes ~
Dry January.
Church bells ring for six –
Birds crankily settle down ~
Rain falling, softly.
New hyacinth blooms –
Filling the room with their scent ~
Ignoring the rain.
Bright frosty morning –
Halve an apple for blackbird ~
Precise little pecks.
Wearing a face mask –
My glasses are steaming up ~
Beware the lampposts!
Bipinnate, glaucous –
The Acacia’s new growth ~
Asking to be touched.
Sarcococca scent –
Confusing, pleasant surprise ~
Mid-Winter honey.
Dusk is descending –
Last visit to bird feeder ~
Bonbon the field mouse.
Niger seed feeder –
Slowly empties, day by day ~
Elusive goldfinch.
Moving dormant pots –
Mister Robin inspecting ~
So I move some more.
