100 words on the responsibility of being a tree parent After three years, the tree is taller than me. Inevitably upwards, like children, if somewhat quieter. The stake planted for support, redundant. And this year there is fruit. Two perfect apples: brave and strong. Magnificent. A triumph of teamwork – me with encouragement and […]
Solstice – 100 words
Solstice We grow like plants towards the light – straining, strong, blood-sap rising, our vein-visible leaf-tips fluttering up, reaching, rushing, straight overhead, meeting beating down sun at its highest, balanced and bringing fire to earth – a smouldering manifestation of living energy. My growing, glowing plant centre can sense the neck-cricking pull to […]
100 words – Summer in the north
Summer in the north. There’s a moment when the sun finally gets its hat out from behind the fat coats when we stand, dazzled and gaze at the bright. Oh, how lovely! And we peel off the layers to reveal naked skin, startled and smooth, like unshelling prawns. Toes and armpits and knees startlingly unclothed. […]
Contrary – 100 words
Contrary. Sunshine springtime, how glorious. This evening I’ll unspool the hose and twizzle its nozzle to drench rockery, fretful sproutlings, seeds, wildflower experiment, weary pot-dwellers. Hardly worth winding it back, this dry spell persists. Meanwhile: must kill the weeds. Mixing poison, pumping handle bites my palms and trigger finger spray, fatal drizzle for audacious opportunists. […]
