Falling through the cracks

Nature, Outdoors, Parks, Poetry

#octpowrimo #nature

Salford, 11th October 2018

It’s hard for a seed

To grow up in the big city

As it flies from its mum

And falls to the floor

Drifting in the wind

If lucky, it will land

Onto soft warm soil

But usually, it finds concrete

So it sleeps , and it grows

Fed by the rain

While it finds its own way

Through the sand and the drains

Popping up for sunshine

To the world saying hello

Don’t pull it from the pavement

For a bit, let it grow.

Here’s Another poem on a tree seed Helicopters, feel free to take a look and comment

Prolific : Tale of a tree

Garden, Nature, Photography, Seasons

Prolific

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Salford 19th April 2018

My “little” Acer tree, in the back garden of the house

beginning another set of flowers to signal Spring

We bought it from a garden centre in the pennines , quite a few years ago now, and planted it alongside a couple of dwarf conifers and perennials to give the back of the house a bit of colour!

It was caught out by a really hard frost and snowfall in March, when it should have flowered then.  The mercury in the thermometer refused to budge, so it slept on till the Easter Holiday, and while i celebrated my birthday – one or two of the flowering buds popped out to say “Hello!”.  Soon it’ll be covered in lovely pink and white flowers, and (Northwest English Weather permitting) they’ll be there to brighten up the back garden all the way through summer and early autumn – when it’ll lose its foliage and it’ll prepare itself for the following spring.

Camera Details : Nikon D3100, No flash, Natural light, Yongnuo Prime Lens 58mm

Tend

Garden, Memories, Poetry

Salford, 9th February 2018

Tend

Plants need looking after when they’re little.

I remember , as a lad being given three packets of seed by my Grandad.

they never told me what was in those silver packets

but each day i’d go to my spot by the lawn, to see what popped out of the ground

and with watchful eye, my mum and dad helped me sort the weeds from the plants

whilst i watered the soil, when the clouds weren’t dropping the rain

and each day, slowly but surely, the little seeds grew

flowerheads hid away till the sunshine appeared

and on those days i’d water them with my watering can…

then one day the flowerheads opened

and a square of reds, pinks, oranges , yellows and blues surrounded the lawn

Spring greens

Colours, Nature, Poetry, Seasons

#Coloryourworld #cyw #spring-green

From down in the ground

on cold winter ❄️ months

long 🍃 leaves take time to grow.

 

As their heads pop up from the ground

rejoice! For their dark green foliage

utimately signal

mother nature fancies a change of scene

 

the mercury rises

and the flowers 🌺 are coming

spring has arrived.