72 micro-seasons 16

Janey...

The warmth meets my bones,

I, unfurling greet the sun,

colours spill my eyes

Helen...

Blackthorn’s bridal stars

Spill light from dense dark branches,

And the fields are green.

72 micro-seasons 15

Janey...

Home, west, through the rain, to the wild wide sky

Helen...

Quietly the hedgerows have draped themselves in soft green shawls.

72 micro-seasons 14...

Janey...

Hungerford common, trees springing forth in fifty shades of green.

Helen ...

Daffodil, magnolia, reflect bright sunlight. Bitter wind keeps me indoors.

72 micro-seasons 13

Janey ...

High-tide waves buffeting the battered prom.

Blue, blue sky...

Helen...

Wild, wild night. Shed door   swinging, clouds scudding, moon hiding.

72 micro-seasons 12

Janey ...

High-tide waves buffeting the battered prom.

Blue, blue sky...

Helen...

Wild, wild night. Shed door   swinging, clouds scudding, moon hiding.