... Moving on to Summer in the Garden - May 28th 2014

Because of the mild winter and plentiful rain, everything seems to be early and twice as tall and abundant as usual!  I don't have a colour scheme, but I like colours to be varied, and in summer to be as bright as possible. 

To me there is no such thing as colours clashing in nature!  Very proud of the foxgloves, especially the pink ones.  These make me think of the New Forest  - sun dappled woodland and the tall spires thrusting through the early fronds of bracken.   Beautiful......


  

 

The Larch

I ran to see the larch again

up on the gentle wooded hill

and let the sweeping branches trail

across my cheek and through my hair.

 

Each little tuft of needles stood

fanned along those curving boughs

a tender green, and in between

starred buds pricked out in dusky pink.

 

This is where we sometimes met

beneath the larch’s graceful veil,

the coltsfoot gleaming at our feet

like burnished coins, a treasure trove.

From here I watched the melting mist

unravel from the dripping groves;

then thought I saw you pass close by

but choose a different path instead.

I slept against the whispering larch,

the sun burnt up the hours till noon

and as the larks soared high to sing,

I knew you would not come again.

 

©Sue Burley