The return of Spring

Poetry

Salford, 12th March 2019

I hear the mercury creeping up the kitchen thermometer

but the boiler’s having none of it

steam rising in the cold air from his friend , the kettle

white mist still apparent from outside

while red skies mix with blue as evening falls

and the evergreens move in the breeze

whilst behind a spruce – an acer’s branches sing

“We’ll be waking up soon

Announcing the spring!”

Waiting for the flowers

Poetry

Salford, 9th March 2019

A patch of earth on some barren land

Was turned over, fed and watered

Earth dug up in places on

Seeds or bulbs planted

Over the next few months, the process continued – and

Moments passed – until the arrival of a green leaf popping out of the ground

Expect rainbows of colour over the next few weeks.

A Japanese Maple in Salford

Nature, Poetry

Salford, 2nd March 2019

The Japanese maple – taken last year

Winter wasn’t kind to our friend round the back

Who was anchored to the rocks by its roots

The evergreens kept a watchful eye

As it sat there dormant in the wind rain and snow

Till one day last week – a clarion call

from our feathered chums returning from their homes in the south

“Spring’s arriving, the sun’s getting warmer”

and our little plant from the far east

began to wake up – and grow its buds

The birds they all cheered – and the wildlife revered

For as they did cheep – out of slumber the maple creeped

Bee Industrious

Museums, Photography, Poetry

25th August 2018

#beeinthecity #manchester

Museum of Science and Industry, Castlefield, Manchester

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Captured in his own little Garden at Manchester’s Museum of Science and Industry, Industrious

Busy little bee sits in his own little world

Among flowers and scents and colour

working over the flower beds

where the people wait for the train

industrious little fellow he is

Honeycomb Ii

Food, Poetry

Manchester, 11th august

 

#beeinthecity #manchester #hunnypot

 

six sided structure

created by worker bees

for the colony

 

sleeping in their nest

little bees dream of honey

from flowers next door

 

Travelling over air

homing pigeons cannot beat

worker bees radar

 

treasures collected

from inside the flower head

create a sweet thing

 

flavour from pollen

transferred to golden slices

by the hunnypot