roar of water...
into the weir’s white froth
a leaf tumbles

Dear All,

I’ve decided to take a break from Blogging. Many thanks to you for all your very kind comments and observations to date - it is much appreciated.

Best wishes, Frank...

steady rain...
drinking a glass of water
at two am

now patched up...
the old wall has lost most
of its self-sown plants

a fresh day...
the green of the lawn
makes me smile inside

crowded bus—
a ladybird moves slowly
across the window pane

still afternoon...

beneath the sapling tree

a neat mound of blossom