last day of February

daffodalmost

Clipston on the Wolds

snowdrops 
in the ivydark wood 
I take my time

walking with Katie

your gloved hand 
the comfortable 
silence

in the woodland

playing hide and seek
shhhhhh!
only birdsong finds us

evening flight

cloud of starlings
curved wing edge
to the moon

don’t move

motionless 
in the rain 
heron-watching

boundaries

trapped 
by the horizon 
evening sky

a.m.

morning 
walking this path 
again

centreline

flowing water 
in the middle of the river… 
Wednesday