Monthly Archives: May 2013
Carefully cut pieces, glue and instructions. All three come together slowly, the shape and movement forming like magic. Following a stranger’s design does not diminish the joy of creation.
Everything is dripping from recent rain. The new Spring leaves and flowers are heavy with water. Yet there is still that fresh, expectant green of a Spring garden, waiting to burst into its Summer glory.
Black raincoat covering her body, hood pulled tight around her ears and chin. Her head is forced down against the driving rain. As she reaches the crossing, she raises it to reveal a startling face; lips and eyes made up … Continue reading
A blonde-haired child wearing a red T-shirt inserts himself between two of the musicians. He blows his new, quacking whistle with pride, keeping in time with the music effortlessly.
We chop up its prickly branches to lay across a bed of freshly sown seeds. Although no longer in its Christmas finery, it can still help new life to arrive in peace.
He lies in the doorway, a big rug of a dog. Curled, creamy fur and long, fluffy legs. He is oblivious to our clambering, serene in his new domain.
Almost full, it looks paper thin; stamped pale against the blue evening sky. It’s surface is dappled with the shadows of its craters; a different planet hanging over our indifferent one.
She blows at it in that small child way. Lips pursed forward, air rushing out in a cloud of spittle. Telling the time in one big blow, sending the seeds fluttering damply to the ground.
It lengthens slowly across the colour-drained sky of dusk. A streak of fire, lit up by the orange sunset. A man-made peril rendered beautiful by nature’s change from day to night.