Welcoming Spring

#fowc #seasons #spring Something’s happening…. Perhaps, the mercury is moving in the thermometer, but Right about now, the bushes out in the garden are In the process of sprouting new flowers Not in full flower yet – however it’s Going to be bursting with colour when it happens

Mercury Rising

#Summer Photo by Mikhail Nilov on Pexels.com Most would think it crazy – everybody under umbrellas on a summers day reality is the solar winds have rested coming over the city centre up in the azure blue sky – there’s a few clouds but reach isn’t that far – and you really don’t want it …

waiting on the snow

#weather There must be something wrong with the thermometer for the man at the met.office is suggesting we all wrap up snug and warm in the next few days His colleagues and pals say “its too warm for snow” but its hiding in the clouds while the winds are a go waiting for a mercury …

Summertime

Something must have happened Until now – we’ve been told to stay indoors Move around only for Necessary Journeys Maybe those down at Whitehall saw the Elevated mercury from the thermometers on the wall – Reaction varied – from the reserved to just plain crazy The kids are acting as if they’ve never felt heat …

The return of Spring

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 …

Waiting for the springtime

17th March 2018 Sat in the toolshed on St Patricks Day Noting the barometer turned Over from Frosty to warm When all of a sudden the mercury goes into Fast flowing freefall And white powdery masses Land like leprechauns Lightly covering rooftops and cars

Outer Space

#coloryourworld #cyw #outerspace Picture created with Colorfy looking out into the night sky, it’s difficult to tell what colour outer space is we paint it black – like a sheet of silk and those far off dots in the fabric ? far off mystical worlds we gave them names – and put them in stories …