a hermit poet ponders
two worlds on sunday afternoon
in winter
hot chocolate
with a frenchman
marais in winter
happy days
magic childhood
hours of fun
making homes for little fairies
in the old tree roots
sadly most have gone
We do so much in life it is good to remind ourselves of them when we feel down.
All delightful to read; the last applies to my childhood too.
Lovely collection of microsHappy Sunday Rall, thanks for dropping by my blog todayMuch💛love
A delightful collection!the first one sounds like a pretty slow day.and the childhood poem, yes, we create games out of nothing. :)
Making fairy homes in tree roots! I'd quite forgotten the childish fun of it. Thanks for reminding me.
I so enjoy your poetic descriptions .... never stop gifting them!
Thank you Helen. Your appreciation and encouragement mean a lot
wonderful Love fairy homes and these beautiful roots are perfect for that
I love them all! You are such an amazing writer! Big Hugs!
We do so much in life it is good to remind ourselves of them when we feel down.
ReplyDeleteAll delightful to read; the last applies to my childhood too.
ReplyDeleteLovely collection of micros
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday Rall, thanks for dropping by my blog today
Much💛love
A delightful collection!
ReplyDeletethe first one sounds like a pretty slow day.
and the childhood poem, yes, we create games out of nothing. :)
Making fairy homes in tree roots! I'd quite forgotten the childish fun of it. Thanks for reminding me.
ReplyDeleteI so enjoy your poetic descriptions .... never stop gifting them!
ReplyDeleteThank you Helen. Your appreciation and encouragement mean a lot
Deletewonderful Love fairy homes and these beautiful roots are perfect for that
ReplyDeleteI love them all! You are such an amazing writer! Big Hugs!
ReplyDelete