Tuesday 26 November 2019

Walking on Stoney Ground

Walking on Stoney Ground
Stoney ground makes no difference to Rusty Pups

Who just stream over rocks of every size

I, on the other hand, have started using a hiking stick
to steady me over rough stoney ground.
My stick is just a tree branch but it sees me through.

This piece I thought was finished months ago
but sometimes a piece has more to say
and so I have added to it and renamed it.
Is a piece ever really finished?

Our morning walk beneath heavy laden skies
had the Rusty Pups blending with 
the beautiful rusty marsh grasses
that disappear under the sea at high tide around here.

Sunday 24 November 2019

Surrounded by Works in Progress

Beaver Moon Dreaming
Found a few hours to stitch a few more sticks
into my Beaver damn remembering our Springtime adventures
trying to discourage a family of beautiful Beavers from
moving into our tiny pond
which would have ended up occupying our entire
eight acres had we not persisted 
every morning with dismantling the three dams
they would build every night!

This is how most of my work begins
An encounter with Mother Nature
Something that has affected me deeply
no matter the size or significance.

The Rusty Pups and I walk at the crack of dawn
Just as the day is becoming a work in progress
We walk down a meadow towards the rising Sun
and into woods that I have named the Soggy Bottom Woods.
Beware anyone who doesn't wear 'wellies' along this wet and muddy path!

As we enter the Soggy Bottom Woods
I can look back over my shoulder and catch sight of the moon
as it fades and falls towards the West.

And here's our four legged pair of works in progress
who have recently discovered the bay window in the kitchen
is a perfect place to view all comings and goings.
It is hard to believe they are only seven months old!