A livelier iris

A livelier iris

A dousingly delicious account of the effects of rain, verdancy-pouring, sky-tumbling life.  I write this as the winter cloud cover empties its freshness into an already soaked ground, replenishing aquifers.  In the glorious reaction of the sunshine after the downpour,...
Begin afresh

Begin afresh

A soughing sense of spring surging in the dense-leaved trees.   You can hear the branches, brushing against each other in the dancing breeze, whispering like a wish in your ear, enticing you to begin afresh, afresh, afresh. Yet still the unresting castles threshIn...
The resilience of the gardener

The resilience of the gardener

A beautiful image of resilience despite decades of war and years of drought: a green, tended and elaborate garden. Rory Stewart is humbled by this and other signs of precious normality. ‘Despite twenty-four years of war and four years of drought, the grass was...
Green power

Green power

No, not wind turbines, nor solar panels. This is the green power that raises ‘purple spires to the midsummer sky’. Foxglove power or, quoting Dylan Thomas, ‘the force that through the green fuse drives the flower’.  I planted a few foxgloves...
The advent of May

The advent of May

There was a time when I could half read poetry in various ancient forms of French, provençal or Occitan, at least enough to have the sense of their meaning and loveliness.  This is one I noted decades ago, which is no time at all if you consider that it dates from the...

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