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Janey 

Silence but for kites,

so high in the blue, blue sky,

wheeling and screaming

Helen

Lawns are turning brown 

Hollyhocks, magnificent.

Red, salmon, lemon.

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Janey

Green growth already 

amongst sunburnt stubble, 

and

all the fledgelings flown

Helen

Summer garden life

We eat, drink, sit under shade

All is inside-out

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Janey...

Early morning shade,

wood-pigeons' welcome-greeting,

the dappled sunlight

Helen...

A poisonous plant

Has brushed my arm. Now, blisters

Soothed with Calamine😧

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Janey...

Rowan berries red,

childhood scent of warm damp fern,

the wild mountain lake

Helen...

The roses we trained

Are unruly now, spilling

Pale clouds of petals.

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Janey ...

Summer

Inexorable...

 montbretia emerging and

early blackberries!

Helen...

Broad beans in fat pods,

Potato plants in flower,

Courgettes still struggling.

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Janey...

Agapanthus blue,

the sky reflects my garden.

An empty rain-butt

Helen...

Breathe it in: the trees,

Hot blue sky, white cloud, soft breeze.

The trees breathe it in.

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Janey...

Quiet early day,

twin birches, branches entwined,

the wood- pigeons call

Helen...

Wheeling and squealing

Our swifts are back. I admire 

Their aerobatics.