The diggers have come and destroyed the daffodils on the green,
creating a vast hole in my childhood.
The rocket ships that looked like swings,
the slide to the bottom of the big blue sea,
the café and the benches where mums sipped their tea,
That tiny park of recreation, a slice of nature nestling
between the buildings.
Football on Saturdays, cricket on Sundays,
and marigolds on a dismal day.
The place of get togethers and breaking hearts,
Replaced with those tick tack wall to wall houses.
Their mean gardens room enough only for a
trampoline and barbeque.
Maybe the laughter from the past will reverberate
through the lives of the families living there.
Those that have stolen my space.
Crisp, green and juicy
When will you be ripe enough
for me to savor?
Posted in response to the Daily Post weekly photo challenge – this weeks theme ‘Enveloped’
This is a bud of an Allium. Sorry, I can’t remember the name of this particular type of Allium, but its little individual flowers will soon burst out of this wrapper and in no time at all look like a brilliant blue firework.
Weekly photo challenge – Serenity
This gorgeous Japanese garden (Pureland – click here for more info) is not too far from where we live. It’s a lovely place to visit, either to explore it’s meandering paths, say ‘hi’ to the huge and beautiful Koi carp, or just to sit quietly and meditate…
For the last seven days, since I bought my juicer, I’ve been replacing at least one meal a day with veggie juice. Today though, I feel I have graduated in my juicing career by going green. Yep, I’ve made my first green juice. Up until now its been all nice reddy, orangy ones made from carrots, tomatoes, sweet potatoes and that sort of thing, But today I’ve faced my green = yuck fears and produced the handsome looking ‘broth from the bottom of the pond’ you see in the picture.
It actually contains three apples, a wodge of kale, a few leaves of spring greens, a couple of celery stalks and a bit of ginger root… and, yes despite being quite disturbing to look at, it is really quite yummy! In fact this is my second glass. I should be fighting fit for my yoga class this evening.
Of course, the reason I bought the juicer in the first place was not quite so health conscious. I bought it to make cider, and there’s 23 litres of it busily brewing in the kitchen. Unfortunately that’s not ready to drink yet though, so in the meantime, here’s to a new healthy me!
Lechyd da! (that’s cheers in Welsh. Gosh this blog is getting so educational!) (and no, I’m not Welsh) (nor am I vegetarian).