Brenda Warren is our host for The Sunday Whirl. you can join in here
Our words are:
doves, elves, walk, tattoo, covet, umbrella, seven, forest, blunder, thundering, leathery, small
Take a walk with me to a magical forest under an umbrella of starlight.
See seven small elves riding on the backs of doves,
Hear the tattoo of birdsong in the wake of thundering wings.
There is nothing to covet here as all is in harmony.
The leathery bark of trees absorb the footfall of blundering fools
Who cannot see the beauty before them.
Such is my land of dreams.
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
Love this line the best! “Hear the tattoo of birdsong in the wake of thundering wings.”
You’re welcome, Di!
Love this, Di!