Flowers and green things
Thief
The Mundane and the Marvellous
Sweet or Sour?
Optimism – Haiku
Though there’s no blue sky
You can always find the sun
If you care to look
Autumn in my garden
Messy, but beautiful…
Aim High
Even the smallest tree
will become taller
when it reaches for the stars
A Haiku to the apple on my tree
Crisp, green and juicy
When will you be ripe enough
for me to savor?
Bewildered
We may be numb with sorrow
Yet the bee still buzzes
And the birds still sing
Earth to Earth
Posted in response to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme ‘Earth’.
Yup, this is a picture of my compost heap. I know… not beautiful and most definitely not the most glorious respresentation of earth that you will see for this challenge. However, I would argue that it is the most wonderous.
It will never cease to amaze me that I can chuck all manner of organic waste in there, including (but not limited to) manky vegetables and peelings, teabags, newspapers, grass cuttings, and even woolly jumpers, and given a few months it will all rot down and become a beautiful crumbly and sweet smelling compost that works wonders, feeding my soil and making flowers and vegetables strong, healthy and colourful. It is the eighth wonder of the world.
It is also quite a comfort to me to witness that waste produce something beautiful. Not being of a religious nature, I don’t believe in an afterlife, but knowing that whatever happens to my, and my families bodies once we’ve finished with them, whether they are burnt and scattered in the wind or buried, those organic remains will feed the earth and help to nourish the planet one way or another. All I ask is that my family don’t choose to keep my ashes in a pot on the mantlepiece! Well, that would be just creepy anyway. 🙂
Well, this is all getting a bit gloomy, so here’s some evidence that my beautiful compost is doing it’s work already this spring.