Today a speckled brown butterfly threaded a random flight across the path. Today She rescued the brightest lizard from a curious cat, placed it in the safety of an old stone wall. Bright frogs move in the grass, wait under primrose flowers, watch from the safety of emerald shadows and covet the warm places. Soon there will be snakes.
We curl in the sunshine on slates warmed to soft smoothness by the distant fire way off in the sky.
Tonight is the fresh of the darknight. No moon. Only star light. And how they shine in a million brilliant shades of bright. Tonight there are aerymice, flit flicker and flash, darker shapes in a dark sky, silhouettes in starlight. And owls slow flap hunting the hedges.
I've asked before, and I'll ask again: Will you please adopt me? xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteWe have two things that would prevent me from letting my cat roam or me walking with him -- coyotes, who are always looking for a good meal and rattle snakes! Need I say more. You are blessed. Your blog today is beautiful. And Rosy and Belle, well what can I say? Just too cute for words.
ReplyDeleteThe bats are back! YYAAY! Aren't they wonderful? I say some less than a month ago, but then it turned cold again. Perhaps later. What a cool name for them: "Aeremice"
ReplyDeleteDios mio. Do owls ead cads???
ReplyDeleteLovely, again. Reading your blog is always a nice break in my day.
ReplyDeleteKat
a lovely poem, very evocative
ReplyDeleteWe have the coyotes too, it's very worrying.
ReplyDeleteWhat kind of snakes may I ask ?
I never saw a one when living in the countryside.
Gingers are glowing.