As the sun sets in the west over the marshlands
not more than a stone's throw away
I sniff and sniff my garden trails
looking for anything
left from this winters long smothering of whiteness, cold and bitter winds.
But all I can find are my croci
which blend into the bank heading to the garden shed
Jim and I are concentrated on our own interests for sure
mine is more animal / bird oriented
while Jim's photography has grabbed his attention
The perkiness and vivid colours of these croci
seems to encourage us
as we stroll
picking up debris
brushing things aside
noticing lots of changes
I do enjoy my time as I completely scour
every nock and cranny
because crows drop things you know,
yummy things!!!
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PS: FOR NOW
~ THE WORD VERIFICATION ~
HAS RETURNED BECAUSE OF ANNOYING SPAMMERS.
ONE GETS TIRED OF THEIR GREEDINESS AND DISRESPECT, SO
"OFF WITH THEIR HEADS"
AS SAID IN ALICE IN WONDERLAND.
