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Sunday, October 10, 2021

Spring Flowers Chez Moi....Earthweal

 

 the enchantment of nature

a big bunch of flowers

 the weekend is almost over

the lilies opened up today


 they  will last and 

pinken life for another week

why is miss mouse happy

in her teapot house

because of the season

"But it has to be spring, and you have to be

in love — acutely, painfully, achingly in love —"

Dorianne Laux ( Smoke 2000 )


Sunday Muse # 181

focus 

on the chess moves

eyes on the chess pieces

yes i know he's cute

yes i know spring fever abounds

lads are courting

lambs are sporting

but  you need to

focus

win this match

Friday, October 8, 2021

For The Weekend

 

 “If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive.” ~ Eleonora Duse

Tuesday, October 5, 2021

Weekly Scribblings # 90 October

 

 

a beautiful month in both hemispheres

growing up all my books were british

beatrix potter (jemima puddleduck and mrs tiggywinkle)

enid blyton (with girls called hilary and arabella)

jane eyre and keats

horses called dobbin

so inevitably

i left  the springtime  for autumn

 it was wonderful for a while

until

i began to miss too many things

the blue

the beach

the ferries

the harbour

the vast space

lamingtons

so

i returned to the great southern land

in the springtime

october

the month of my birth 

a while ago now 

and stayed...forever

Earthweal ... Collateral Beauty

today

a still life

of mango watermelon

grapes and a vase of poppies

 greets me at breakfast

the sight and smells

of spring

 

today

all my bright red mats

have dried in the warm breeze

dotted throughout the palms 

on the balcony


today

the sail boats

glide like swans  speeding

across the horizon

a pod of dolphins

puts on a display

showing off again


today

feels good

today

is not a day

to watch the news

 

 today is a day of joy 

remembering you 

playing my lady hunsdon's puffe

 all those years ago

Saturday, October 2, 2021

Le Petit Berger...Earthweal Open Link# 86... Writers Pantry # 90

 listening to this 

i will always be sixteen

it will always be saturday afternoon

in the music room

french doors open

on to a verandah

a gentle sea breeze blowing to

the distant thwack of tennis balls

from the court

on a summers day

at school

 


Sunday Muse # 180


 she had not looked 

into a mirror for years

terrified of what

she might see

 

 

the other day

she approached a complete stranger

at the check out

excuse me...am i beautiful?

.no.... he said