Today Kass and I walked near Storridge. We rejoiced in new green leaves, bluebells, cowslips, primroses, dog violets, wood anemones, frisky lambs and a couple of deer grazing in the distance. We were less enamoured of locked bridle path gates and enforced detours.
Today’s poem was inspired by a recent FaceBook conversation…
Your poetry is execrable
but – hey! – there is a niche for you:
I’ve anthologised your verse –
I keep it in the loo.
[Edit: having fun thinking of better titles – “Blog Roll” is favourite at the moment.]