drained by lack of sleep pain
on many levels Flo still ‘blessing’ my bed and floors
listening to early
morning buzzard cry wishing to fly stillness gives me thermals
clear blue sky opens up the
valley as trees and shrubs stretch towards the light
full washing line drying
easily as I spend time in garden clearing flood debris
Made slow progress clearing
shed on yard, damage done by rodents and rain means demolition only solution
but first the stiffed contents to sift and sort. Another space held in stasis
by stasis, maybe this is the place to begin to discover channels flowing freely
again.
Found cream coloured cushion
cover with insert in charity shop. Cover is beautiful cotton, idea for a ‘journey’
sewn onto the cover to give extra texture and interest on the front plus ‘journey’
words sewn on the back with key to the map in symbols explained.
A poem from Tony Harrison
called ‘Turns’ found me today.
Beautiful, DW! I don't know those butterflies, but the plant is what I know here as buddleia. It's fragrant isn't it?
Posted by: Cathy | September 2010 at 01:26