Tuesday, 24 May 2011

The wind turns the birch leaves over showing their slate-green backs. The tree's white bark is spotted with black, like a snow leopard hiding in the foliage. 

Monday, 23 May 2011

Sunday afternoon

the sun-dried grass, in our short cut lawn, feels like the scratchy hair on the pig I stroked this afternoon.

Friday, 20 May 2011

Thursday, 19 May 2011

PC repairs

My hands shaking, I try not to touch the sensitive copper parts of the DIMM. The copper flashes like gold in the sunlight.

Thursday, 12 May 2011

the thumb print of God

 on the weathered bird feeder
 a spot of lichen
 bird shit
 the thumb print of God

Wednesday, 11 May 2011

she opens her arms to the sky
"so this is outside?"
this beautiful evening light, these beautiful slate grey clouds
edged with gold
this is outside

Monday, 9 May 2011

The rain beats...

The rain beats, tattoos, on the conservatory roof. It explodes into a mist on my nieghbour's slate roofed porch, and obscures the sky.

Sunday, 8 May 2011

In the Cambrian mountains

In the Cambrian mountains, a keeled over apostrophe of mist floats in front of dark, pine covered, slopes.

Saturday, 7 May 2011

Friday, 6 May 2011

The Eucalyptus tree leans as if swept by gale

The Eucalyptus tree leans as if swept by gales. A blackbird stands, and sings, in one of its bright, ivory-white branches.