set in an azure sky...

a first quarter moon

the colour of pearl

low hum of traffic...

a woodpigeon coos

out of tune     

setting sun...

along the lush green bank

a dusting of poppies

bench in the square...

on opening his sandwiches

a blackbird appears

approaching home...

suddenly a blackbird

bursts from the hedge

almost twilight...

the setting sun

cuts a roof in half

almost midnight... a sneeze echoes through the flats

sunny day...

a leaf rolls across

the last of the snow 

the thaw’s underway...

a mix of footprints remain

on islands of snow    

first snow—in the dark yard

a blue football

sporting a cap of grey-white         

slowly sinking behind

the peaks made of clouds

a huge setting sun

the river at dawn—

chugging through white fog

several boats