Sunhat

Sun
beats down.
In shop window
just what I need;
sunhat.

My new sunhat

When I pass near my local Charity Shop I usually pop in, mainly to check out the books and craft stuff – it never ceases to amaze me the amount of crafting materials they have at bargain prices and I usually come home with something. Walking past this morning I happened to noticed this rather smart sunhat in the window – just what I need, I thought. I do already have a sunhat but it is a bit old and battered and also rather big. This one fits a treat – it’s mine now!

In the Garden

Sitting in the garden watching
the bees among the lavender,
a pigeon bathing in the pond.
The sun burns down 
from a cloudless sky.

Despite the cool breeze
it is far too hot for me.
I retreat indoors.

Bliss

My arm in plaster
on the back of the tandem.
Cool summer breeze; bliss.
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Yesterday I went out for my first ride on the back on the tandem since we came home from the National Rally. The sun was quite warm, but it was cool when it disappeared behind clouds. My arm is quite uncomfortable when it is hot so I was glad of the cool breeze to cool me down. Roll on the next 10 days, when I hope the plaster will come off!

Sun

The sun has come out.
Hang the washing on the line.
Sun goes in again!

Sunflowers

After the rain
the world looks freshly washed;
the trees are full of summer green,
the sky its brightest hue,
while the sunflowers turn their heads 
to greet the sun.

Poppies

The sun has gone,
the rain has come
in torrents down the road.
Flash flooding, 
man-hole covers lifted
and my bright poppies 
battered down.

Solstice Blessings

"The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers,
but for the wide world's joy."

Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887)

Redbreast

A lull in the showers,
through the dark clouds the sun peeps
and at the bird feeder
a robin redbreast.

No Time

Days in the garden
while the sun shines.
So much to do,
no time for my blog!

Ready to Burst

The sun is shining,
the birds are singing
and magnolia blossom
is ready to burst.
What more could you want?

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