castle

castle ruins

 sheep graze

in the great hall

 

 

 

 

 

 

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February

 

February fourteenth

playing kiss chase

in the schoolyard

 

 

 

 

only

only me awake

relishing the silence

between snores

 

 

 

wrapping

wrapping my hair

around my face

leafy gusts

 

 

 

 

 

 

farmer

the farmer’s cows

lying down

I pack my mac

 

 

 

 

 

dry

dry season

the snail retreats

into itself

 

 

 

 

grazing

grazing

on our roses

these greenfly

 

 

topiary

topiary

growing addicted

to summer

 

 

 

 

family

 

family picnic

our dog shakes the stream

into the drinks

last

last trick in the book

the first murmur

of laughter