One cannot ponder words all the time.
I’m fortunate to have a lovely cottage garden.
During the months of May and June, it explodes with orange and salmon poppies spires under a carpet of poached eggs.
Sun today for the first time in a while and I deadheaded over 60 poppies. What a lovely way to let one’s subconscious mind float freely. Let’s hope some cool murder mystery plots percolate.
Until then, I’ll just revel in the incredible beauty in my own back yard.






