Small walk on the wild side
I haven’t been walking much lately, but as summer has finally put its head round the door, the least I could do was go out and welcome it. The grassy path earns its name,
the bank below the house has recovered from over enthusiastic scalping.
Summer Doggerel
I trundle feebly as a babe
stumbling, stopping, starting again.
Flora, varied, catch my eye
to snap, to print, to verify.
Accompaniment of birdsong blithe
makes me glad to be alive
Since last I walked the grassy path
dreary winter months have passed.
Now in glowing days of June
I emerge from my cocoon
to glory in the summer boon
of flowers.
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and I’ve started to quilt the wonky hexagon scrap quilt, though I haven’t a clue what to do with it if it’s ever finished.
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ooh what’s the tower in the distance?
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That’s the village church. We can see it from the kitchen window,and the clock is very useful. https://vivinfrance.files.wordpress.com/2011/05/le-clos-des-champs-our-kitchen-clock.jpg
The roof of that church tower blew off in the hurricane of Christmas night 1999, and it landed in the carpark opposite. It was about a year before it was re-built and the whole community turned out to see the new cone lifted into place by crane.
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What a wonderful ‘kitchen’ clock. Very envious.
1999 sounds very dramatic though, and not surprised everyone turned out to see the new cone lifted into position.
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I love your poem. 🙂
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Lovely signs of summer acumin in.
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It’s pourignow and I’m wearing 3 layers. What a difference a day makes!
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Since last I walked the grassy path
dreary winter months have passed.
Now in glowing days of June
I emerge from my cocoon
That is the beauty of early summer. The days are ideal and the greenery supports to be out in the open.
Hank
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The first thing I thought of was that song from the 70’s~”Take a Walk on the Wild Side.” Did you ever hear it?
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I think it was in my head waiting
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It must have felt so good to get outside in the sunshine again. I love the profusion of wildflowers in the grass. Your poem has such a lovely lilt to it, that as I read it I had music in my head. 🙂 The quilt is going to be beautiful. I’m sure it will find a good home,
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Thank you. I must finish it first! It may be even wonkier when quilted.
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Well at least it will be unique.
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So glad you were able to drink in a bit of nature. Love the poem.
My six words (just for you)
Nasty cold. So much to do!
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Not a happy combination. Be better soon.
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Looks like a lovely path for a walk. The quilt is very pretty!
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love your wildflowers and the quilt will be fabulous!
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Even a small walk is better than none!
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The Summer boon is always most welcome, however brief, Viv. 🙂
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Oh yeah, I remember walking. Now I’m pretty limited to strolling out to the end of the drive to fetch the mail.
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about half a kilometre, max for me.
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It sounds as if a slight turn of season has prompted a change of mood! This one’s much more optimistic, and thank you for those lovely photos, where the green is so much more brilliant and viridian than ours 🙂
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The blue flower you were wanting ID for looks like Tansy-leaved Phacelia (Phacelia tanacetifolia). It may be a different species of Phacelia as the leaves look different. Our wild flower book says it is an alien in the UK and often planted in grass seed mixes and escapes from them.
http://wildflowerfinder.org.uk/Flowers/P/Phacelia%28TansyLeaved%29/Phacelia%28TansyLeaved%29.htm
Duncan and Sally
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Thank you D and S. We did sow wildflower mix around our fence line but the plant appeared in the bank below two houses along. I’ll try and get a better photo.
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