In my own small space
in the quiet time of year
the arbour stands neglected,
it still holds my heart
I feel the need to touch it
the old grey willow watching.
Elaine Patricia Morris (c)
24 days into January
29 days into January
Lovely poem, and excellent leaf removal skills xx
Looking forward to my willow blooming…
I have a different arbor…plant life left from autumn needs trimming…
but not today. Just a smattering of an occasional white flake.
The small space is beautiful, a space with soul and for waiting and watching.
Being alone with your thoughts really does the body good – my man shed is where I do most of my thinking!
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