Monthly Archives: May 2016

Last Week In May

Another Maytime and the hawthorn blossom covers the wild ground, said to conceal a World War Two bunker at the end of my road. Crush a few feathery blooms of cow parsley and the herb scent lingers on my palms. The … Continue reading

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War Time

If this were a portrait only a fifth of it would show the land and the hills beyond. The rest would be sky: shades of pale blue, and white clouds tinted with blue. There is a raised thicket by the … Continue reading

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Icon

I’ve an icon on the wall of my study. Perhaps it contains a blessing. I bought it 45 years ago, when Mrs Llew and I moved, full of hope and maybe a sense of achievement, into a rambling, Edwardian house … Continue reading

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Summer Rain

It’s not summer yet but we’ve had summer rain today: warm, drenching but not violent. All the plants and the earth respond with a scent of freshness, fragrant, bringing with it distant fields; and memories, and the longings which those … Continue reading

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One of Ours

Overhead, quite low, an aircraft flew. I did not see it (I was driving) but in that moment I was back in the 1940s. ‘It’s one of ours, my grandma said.’ She would have been right had she really been … Continue reading

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Blue Gold Sea

Silence. Sun. A huge bumble bee gorges on the dandelions. There is traffic going by, beyond a few garden fences. It does not disturb my peace. I’m recovering from a heavy cold but I pick up the scents in the … Continue reading

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Maytime and Spiders

May time again and again I’m thankful to live in it. There are about fifty acres of bright yellow oilseed flowers at the end of my road. I’ve watched the plants grow through the winter. Next year these fields will … Continue reading

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