All night it rained and the sound of pattering drops on the grass came through the open window.
Because of the rain, I had put the food out, for those who want it, in a plastic container, and once again, there was no sign of it in the morning. Feral cats eat in rapid silence and slip away. Foxes play.
Dull cloud blanket, sandy brown, has broken and the morning shines bright after the rain, the meadows full of spangles and the white, pink and yellow of wild flowers and orchids.
Birdsongs are interspersed with kestrel cries, pheasant calls and the hammering of nails into the bardage which will keep the east wind out of the porch, and the new dogs in. Each nail in each plank brings them a little closer to home.
Rhythmic tapping axe hammer woodpecker a dog barking hoopoe hooping the rumble of a distant tractor slow flapping of buzzard wings the pulse of this living world.
The morning was sandy brown, and the breeze muttered beneath the clouds before they broke, tattered, and the sun scattered golden butter into flower cups. Below, among the willows, four ducks landed to graze, and the coypu family played in the long grass by the stream. A whip snake startled among the vine rows, startling. The day meandered, weeding and pruning back a rose reverted to wild. So much to release from beneath the weight of goose grass, bay and bramble, delicate things struggling for breath and a sight of the sun. Among the dead stalks of winter jasmine, I disturbed a robin’s nest, blackbirds ran beneath the bushes. Evening, the blue sky streaked with purple and pink, and as the birds prepare to roost, the bank across the way poured out a rabbit colony. Evenings, nothing moves on this lane, only rabbits.
In the balance between light and dark between seeing and hearing the air throbs and rustles shadows grow from dead leaves.
This morning I had a pleasant surprise. My copy of The Ogham Stone literary journal arrived today. The Ogham Stone is a collection of prose and poetry published by the University of Limerick , and I am thrilled and very proud to have had one of my poems included.