The natural world is the most recurrent theme in my poetry, I am still grieving from the sight yesterday afternoon of a man with a power pack on his back spraying the verges of our little lane with weedkiller. He clambered up the bank below our fence to make sure he covered every daisy, dandelion and celandine in flower, plus the emerging mallow and cow parsley that give us and the bees and butterflies such joy and sustenance.
Only yesterday morning on my sunshiny walk around the village. I took snaps of the progress of Spring – fortunately, because the flowers may not be there next time I look.
The ubiquitous primrose and celandine star every roadside bank and field boundary.
We are approaching Earth Day, when attention will be focused everywhere on how we can care for our planet. Poet friend Elizabeth Crawford issued a challenge, and I hope you will all respond to it.