A blog about things -- not necessarily beautiful -- that at least jolted me out of my tram-lined train of thought. They may be funny, poignant, disgusting or beautiful, but they will be personal. You, dear reader, may not give a damn about an image of a crisp packet at the edge of a river but I might think it so delightful that I cry with gratitude. And a few poems. A a book plug or two.
Tuesday, 27 March 2012
The odd bush in the first picture is a willow I've tied into circles to grow into dreamcatcher frames. The three leader shoots are twisted together for a walking stick.
forsythia hedge in full bloom at last, looks magnificent I spend all hear trimming and tending it for this one week of glory