
Fresh out the kiln for autumn oak leave inspired glass bound for the stall in Lewes purchased by those who pass All crafted by my soulmate's hand I'm hoping one will find its way into my study as I am that way inclined
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The lottie's looking lovely more like it's owned and loved instead a patch of weed and grass abandonment has shoved and it didn't really take that long we have a system there you see as Sally does the strimming leaving heavy stuff to me So the lottie's looking lovely once again our patch of land on which we'll grow our produce and keep it looking grand
From my window up high and out to the east the glow of the morning was a visual feast Yellowing there with the sun yet to rise the blues and the pinks hid little surprise as I knew that in store was a beautiful day from this yellowing glow and this lovely display
So we wandered down to Charmouth beside the River Char bathed in October sunshine with views spectacular around about three miles so it didn't take us long and it was really rather warm as the sunshine was quite strong
Caught in the early evening sunshine through the seventh tree shining down on this fine field and captured in the vee Idyllic are these walks we have each weekend at this time an perfect be it raining or, on days like this, just fine And the winking of the sunshine as I caught its setting rays encapsulates the pleasure we both get upon these days
The gladioli on our allotment are growing very tall and their variegated colour looks lovely when we call They make a pleasant change from the vegetables we grow and have varying success with through the year as well you know And today with August sunshine so lovely did they look which I'm pleased to say I captured in the photograph I took
As the sun sank low down there in the west its day labours done and time for a rest a lone duck swam by on the lake bathed in gold silhouetted right there that circumstance sold And I breathed deep a sigh at magnificence here idyllic and magical tinged with a tear that trickled with joy down a cheek as I stood and took all this in and knew it was good
There's a rose in our garden just by the front wall which catches attention to one and yes, all as people will pause to give it a smell for its fragrance is lovely as they can just tell
Lavender production here in full swing its fragrance filling the air as jars of pure loveliness wait to be filled on the table in front of me there Every seed saved, the purple and mauve cathartic this labour divine Some given away, some kept just for me as all of this lavender's mine
The evening view from Henfield to the distant Sussex hills beneath a big sky canopy is made for signs and thrills Magnificent the blue and green tinged golden by the sun simply takes the breath away as gazing here I'm stunned And so I simply breathe it in this view to satisfy as evening settles on Sussex and time rolls slowly by
Back on the six-miler in Sussex from my home it's great to be up here again the best walk I have known And that is saying something as many trails I've trod several on the continent and more on English sod But it's always back to Sussex which is hardly a surprise as this is where my home is where my heart truly lies
I didn't plant this lavender that's growing by the wall in fact I'm really quite surprised that it is growing here at all It must have grown from seed of course from the crop I grow each year and a stray stem I must have missed though I'm careful, let's be clear To harvest every one of those as precious they all are so I'm careful not to miss a one I'm most particular
The golden of the evening is a lovely thing to see glistening on forsythia and shining off its leaves Particularly through the strands of our new sunscreen door colourful it gently sways which is what we bought it for And there is birdsong out there as the sunset it arrives a joyful song to end the day and the pleasure it derives
Little yellow very lovely dainty in the sun at the bottom of my garden now the summer has begun It catches my attention every time I pass it by and it's so very gorgeous that it brings a tear to eye Tears of joy lest you should worry for that's what yellows bring the colour of the sunshine and 'cos yellow is my thing
Thought I'd missed the sunshine but thank goodness there it was the sunspot in the garden in full sun still there because although we are north-facing the setting in the West gives sunshine in the garden until six o'clock at best
It's been one of those sultry days that summer sometimes brings when the sunshine burns intensely with heat haze shimmerings and though it's now past five o'clock there's little respite here so I feel quite contented to pour a nice cold beer And with mock orange fragrance heady in the air sit here a little longer the evening sun to share
I am pleased with all my lavender and though weeks yet til the chop I've several plants now on the go to bring a bumper crop Still green of course yet now the shoots here early into June are good to see and promising with all the flowers in bloom
Had a bumper crop of radishes from our allotment, pleased to say filled a big sack with them when I picked them yesterday They have a lovely pepper taste and they'll make a tasty lunch and I'm pretty sure they'll soon be gone not certain, just a hunch
Took a while to get warm but now that I'm here I will stay in this sunshine with a book and a beer and soak it all up til I've had my fill cos I know that its hand will cure any ill and there's something else because now it's mid-May I'm confident that the sunshine will stay
Bluebell the gorgeous blooms into May as the warmth of the sunshine stays through each day and in splendour and pride its appears every year from ancient woodland still evident here it grows in my garden and brings pleasure to me for colour so blue here daily to see
I found a song it was lovely and it gave me a buzz with a warm mellow feeling and simply because music is like that it causes no pain though it hits you quite often again and again It's a friend and companion a comfort and more it's my constant craving for repeated encore
It’s pleasant enough
sitting out in the sun
with a dog at my side
and a pen on the run
Capturing words
here in full flow
from the mind of a poet
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