I open my eyes and say thank you for being alive, my f stop is f4.5 as the sunlight hits my sensor my eyes I focus to another Sunrise. I stand again like so many times older now but ever… Read More ›
Poem.
Christmas Tree Mother and Me.
Come mother sit with me as we did in the old days me sat on your knee. Hold me so close and laugh with me, come mother sit with me like we did in 1963. Sing me a song of… Read More ›
My walk with Nature
I see tree’s that are green the leaves of gold, bark aged with time roots long like a road. I make my way carefully through the Bluebells as the Roe deer looks back, I stop on the track. Go your… Read More ›
Flip Flop
Are they yours Ron? No – I didn’t see who left them there. They’re positioned just right. Are they still warm? A he or she? Did they go for a wee or just go into the sea? For a Pie… Read More ›
