Tag: January

Snowdrops

Snowdrops punctuate the January gloom.

Each year I am lifted by

this ordinary miracle.

I wrote this a few years ago. This year the snowdrops are even more welcome than usual.

January awakening

Today’s dawn chorus starts with a tawny owl.

Soft hooting drifts through the

7am darkness.

The shrillness of my alarm clock

is so ugly by comparison.