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Tag Archives: gardening
Hidden realities….
I honestly couldn’t believe what I was seeing as the deckboards came up. What had looked so attractive on the surface was a whole different story underneath… I was just glad that it was being addressed before someone had been … Continue reading
Fall ~ D. Wallace Peach #writephoto
Mrs. N planted moss around the bubbling waterfall and wiped her muddy hands on her jeans. Thank the stars that autumn was yoohooing at the garden gate. Summer was Mrs. N’s most hectic time with keeping the property up and … Continue reading
Posted in photo prompt, Photography
Tagged autumn, colors, dancing, fall, flash fiction, fun, gardening, joy, Mother Nature, Sue Vincent, writephoto
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The vicissitudinous growth of grass…
The winter before last caught me by surprise with the early onset of rain. The final cut of the lawn was postponed due to wet weather… and remained that way until spring finally decided to put in an appearance. Now, … Continue reading
Posted in Life, nature
Tagged gardening, humour, mowing the lawn, spirituality, Spring, weeds
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Weather window…
For the past few days I have up to the proverbials in rose-thorns, leaf litter, mud and, inadvertently, the stream that runs through my son’s garden. I may have moaned about the cold and the wet, and the sojourn in … Continue reading
Posted in Life
Tagged flowers, gardening, Opportunity, Photography, seasons, weather, winter
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Irony…
The morning dawned clear, it was frosty and cold But the sun was ablaze in the sky… I was off to my son’s with my wet weather gear, In the hope that I’d stay warm and dry. ‘Cause I thought … Continue reading
Posted in Photography, Poetry
Tagged decking, fall, gardening, jet washer, robin, stream
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The stripper and the boy scout…
I stood, shivering, at the door, looking at the long expanse of pale, creamy carpet, glad that I had decided to start with the back garden. At least it is not overlooked. I began stripping off the filthy, sodden clothes … Continue reading
Soil of the Soul from Chronicles of an Orange-Haired Woman!
Reblogged from Chronicles of an Orange-Haired Woman: In my garden’s soil, Flowers, fruit and herbs brighten: Rainbow-coloured hope. In soul’s wounded soil, Fear’s grey ash receives love’s seeds: Healing spreads deep roots. Continue reading: Soil of the Soul
Lawnmower blues
It rained,so I can’t cut the grass, I did it yesterday… While I was ill, it grew so much The small dog lost her way. I’d conjured up a strimmer thing And wrestled with the shears, My poor lawn looks … Continue reading
Sweet briar
Now you’ve all heard the story about Briar Rose Or you might know her best as Snow White; The beautiful princess who wandered the woods Who they say was all sweetness and light. I have a complaint, she was not … Continue reading
Melting point – #WQWWC
It was already hot, only dawn and I’m melting The sun in the heavens is already pelting I want to crawl into the fridge to keep cool I am staying indoors, I am nobody’s fool. * But in that I … Continue reading
Posted in Humour, Photography, Poetry
Tagged gardening, heatwave, sons, surviving brain injury
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