Spring green Sky blue Primrose yellow Nature's hue Blossom pink Sparrow brown Iris purple Nature's crown Hawthorn white Heron grey...

You seem barely alive with your hollowed out trunk You can't stand up straight, are diminished and shrunk Anorexic branches, blackened...

Bourne in mid-May, it's almondy scent Ushers joy and ambition in silent consent A blanket of white as far as the eye As Hawthorn...

Its 6am and the sun is just rising A peachy hue on the distant horizon I raise my head, then stretch out and blink Yes, today will be the...

Ne'er speak the names of the fairie folk who bide 'neath the hawthorn tree For fear their benevolent ways may turn and their mischief be...

Out of bed and into the shower Ablutions done, we've got an hour! Husbands gone - this week on earlies Wake the boy and then the girlies...

Sing it; you know the tune! It's beginning to look a lot like springtime Everywhere you go Take a look at the flowerbeds, snowdrops...

Half-light, half bright Not quite morning, neither night The breeze is still, the birds are quiet A nothing day, an empty riot The oak...

On the edge of the town, in the woods by the stream, sat the Wisp o' the Wold on a golden sunbeam. She was watching the damsonflies dance...

If I were a little girl again, I'd go to the Billy Goats bridge. I'd peep underneath at the ugly old troll, then tiptoe across like a...

I awake. I'm warm, comfortable, snug, the cat nestled in the crook of my left leg. Dreams, already memories, are drifting in and out of...

Early September is sent to confuse us Her split personality will often bemuse us Neither autumn nor summer, our mind's in a fix Not one...

September rain. A storm; stair-rods hurtling downwards like glass spears. Piercing the canopy at will, all life darting for cover....

The treacle-eating Boggart is extremely seldom spied He shies away from normal folk - their smell he can't abide. Their lying tongues can...

Dedicated to Tilly who shows me a childs-eye-view every time we go for a walk x At the pace of a child the world slows down There's no...

Distance travelled today: 20 miles on foot Day 1: Porto to Vairão So, first things first, we survived the 'Squid Game' dormitory. In...