There are some beautiful colours in the dying leaves.


There are some beautiful colours in the dying leaves.



These little petunias were visitors. I didn’t plant them, but they showed up in a pot.

Here’s a cheeky little picture inspired by this photo of Michael on the beach circa 1995.

Reality is a bit tough these days so I’m living in my imaginary eau de cologne commercial.

New roots and shoots on my papyrus cuttings.

Apparently this is how you propagate papyrus plants. Cut the leaves short and sit the stalks upside down in water until the roots grow.





Mum,
was I seven, may be eight
with you in this photo?
The seesaw signaling perhaps
how life would
separate us so
Each sitting on our own side
the Atlantic’s breadth between us wide
It could sink a heavy heart
But the further seesaw seats apart
the deeper the dips and higher the rise
And so it occurs to me, likewise
The deeper love can go
then the higher love can soar
That must be what the distance’s for
