Daily Archives: April 19, 2011

An Icy Path Snow shimmers in sudden sunlight like a dream, as if wakened from dense fog. Listen, snow sifts and swishes from fir trees, kinglets flit and varied thrush scramble Snow statues formed without chisel, rasp or mallet, the … Continue reading →

Return from exile Here and there you see them, lavender spikes, familiar despite long absence, swaying with the west wind, princesses home from banishment. My mother knew their Latin name:  lythrum, but not their common label: purple loose strife. She … Continue reading →

J’s pudding, Rose Tree Cottage, Buckinghamshire, January/March 1915 You’ve got to love me! The war’s horrid and everyone’s talking dull and witless. Sparrows cheep about like chickens, but the pudding my dear is lovely. The day folds and narrows news … Continue reading →