March 10, Herefordshire.

By Rhiannonw

Fri, 13 Mar 2020
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Fields still soggy,
new riverside lakes –
more pasture for swans awhile,
footpaths muddy, boggy,
gushing, rushing streams in ditches,
gusting, blasting wind,
celandines shine,
fragile wood anenomes,
soft primroses,
carpets of ransom leaves (scenting),
daffodils’ golden blaze.

Certificate U
Poem
Countryside explorations
Nature
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

I just love the celandines and funnily enough I did think about writing a poem in honour of this beautiful little flower. Your poem goes so well with the photos and gives you a diary of how the weather captures the moments of your walk. I hope there are many more poems of your wanders to come, I do so enjoy reading them.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Jenny, and glad you enjoy sharing my records! I think I must have written something more especially about celandines before, but they do open out and reflect the sunshine so spectacularly when it shines on them, don't they? Rhiannon