Sunday, 29 December 2013

Up the road, morning.

Sunshine. Fieldfare in the ash tree shouts loud as a magpie. Little old dog, slow and distracted, cheerful.

My heart full and heavy as a silk purse filled with gold.


Lucy said...

Trying to avoid the r-word for the New Year, but will try to get back here more often after a 3 month break. It's a quiet place where I can be myself. Mol isn't up for long walks these days but we still get out.

Crafty Green Poet said...

that's lovely! Fieldfares can be such noisy birds!

Happy new yeare and I look forward to reading more on this blog!