I think fragile eyesight has always made me very conscious of beauty in nature. The rhythm of the seasons and changing landscapes fascinate me. Since retiring following an accident I have enjoyed learning to look and see more clearly and then trying to express what I feel and see. Both being a member of Mungrisdale Writers and becoming a granny six times over in 8 years have accelerated this process and I am looking forward to perhaps publishing some of my writing which has so far been purely for me and the family.
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Winter's Dog Days
last month in winter's dog days
when light was a miracle we blessed
buried somewhere deep in our hearts
we knew that skies would brighten
and rain no more pour down
that spring would come full blast
with clear skies and the power to shock
the sun will warm us with force
piercing the cold wet of the earth
stirring the unseen seeds of hope
into life with its full blown glory
dazzling our minds with the beauty
only nature can bring to fruition