Janey...
Taraloka dawn
meadows awash with sunlight,
silence in birdsong
Kit...
Sliver of evening sun cracks the pewter sky -
damp liquorice slug creeps into the spotlight -
shoals of young leaves - oak sycamore birch - shimmy and sway -
the fickle wind plays -
Beverley...
The garden borders are exploding with self-seeded Nigella and Toad Flax; roses are falling over themselves along the fences.
Helen...
Unwelcome mare’s tail thrusts its bristly snouts through soil. Primeval strangler squatting on black webs.
Jane...
Grounded after the storms, the rivers too full and fast for swimming.
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