72 micro-seasons 12...

Janey...

Early morning sky -

and, leaving reluctantly,

the new crescent moon 🌙

Kit...

Clocks change and the days

skip into a new chapter,

bookended by light

Helen...

All of a sudden 

Warm winds caress high branches,

Leaves start to uncurl.

Beverley...

Unnamed bird bounces

Up from the rough field into

the glance of the sun

Jane...

Orange light through twigs

And in the conservatory

With promise of warmth.

72 micro-seasons 11

Janey...

All yellow today - 

coconut-scented gorse, and

the bright Welsh sunlight

Helen...

Oh, feel the earth tilt!

Pale flower faces spill light,

At night, wondrous stars.

Kit...

The river is low 

New rocks emerge - gossiping

Greylags idly perch

Jane...

In the brush, shrill birds

Call and trill, full and ardent,

Fluttering in twos.

Beverley...

Fair tresses blowing 

The willow begins dripping

Its fresh green cascade

72 micro-seasons 10

Janey...

Picking wild garlic

and, after the equinox,

a veiled and pale sun

Kit...

The lapwings are back

Zipwire spree of tumbling tones

Lifts the sullen fells

Jane...

Change in the weather

Blows in a gift of wallflowers 

Surrounded by scent.

Beverley...

Grey sky undisturbed

magnolias burst unseen

from softly split buds 🌸

Helen...

Things are looking sharp:

Tulips in their dark cradles,

Anticipating.

72 micro-seasons 9

Janey...

Travelling inland...

candy-floss blackthorn 

blossom - 

the hedgerows adorned

Kit...

Egg-yolk daffodils

Wink under the bare beeches 

Spring welcomes me home

Helen...

Birds getting ready:

Two cock pheasants fight at noon,

Twilight blackbird sings.

Jane...

Above the reservoir 

Soft grey clouds in a gentle wind.

Oyster-catchers play.

Beverley...

Stars over dark blue

And a large dish of a moon

The promise of frost

72 micro-seasons 8

Janey...

A too-soon tulip

strikes fire from the chimney pot -

warms my fearful heart

Helen...

In Sunday’s springtime

We basked and wore sunglasses.

Today - was that snow?

Beverley...

Yellows bright and blanched

Egg yolk, custard, sherbet, straw

Pixilated spring

72 micro-seasons 7

Janey...

Like the Coldplay song,

see how the colour shines, but -

for me it's all blue!

Beverley...

Soft breezes blowing

Blue between empty branches 

A stray horse grazes

Helen...

Pansies, orange, blue

Potted near the hellebores 

Nodding approval.

72 micro-seasons 6

Janey...

Silver sea and sky,

haphazardly the dog runs -

brooding mountains rise

Helen...

Newfangled sowing:

Under artificial lamps,

Two tiny seedlings!