Low winter sun
its long shadows on the grass Crunchy snow!

Christmas dawning

Empty park

Soon to fill with bright bikes and scooters

T Throw yourself in the pot of life
...and cook!
But don't be fooled by your own taste.

Comforting sounds of the kitchen
Cook dreams of bread and cake

Midsummer's day
And the hawthorn tree in the garden
Begins its autumn

Sun
Wind
Sand
One foot in front of the other
A walk along the beach

And now my 60th Birthday.
I smile
at the ordinariness of the morning.