Tentative stretches Life stirs in winter’s graveyard Corpses are reborn
Tentative stretches
Life stirs in winter’s graveyard
Corpses are reborn
That sounds a bit scary. Monster vegetables arise 😉 .
Maybe that’s why rakes were invented? ‘Back, you fiend!’ Is that about right? 😉
Ah, yes, a rake or a hoe. Great for doing battle; especially with the rampaging weed monsters.
Rampaging, indeed. Nothing like a dose of reality to remind one that one isn’t in Eden….
Now if only the wind would die down. Oh yes – supposed to stay positive. I do love the stirring!
Did you notice how the weather this week is going to be three times as lovely as our days off? 😦 Ah, well. Wind or not, I’ll take it!
The lesson is always the same. When I encounter those perfect, magical evenings – enjoy to the full!
May we have many, many magical evenings this summer!
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
What are your thoughts?