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Weekly Photo Challenge – Renewal

Taken on the First of January – Renewal – celebrating the New Year

Perhaps this is the time to post a poem I wrote earlier this year entitled ‘Renewal’ – the subtext is that Life must go on.

The dormant pond lies white and thick with ice
so frogs below must lie in mud and wait.
The ice-trapped air has spread its poison breath
and ghostly corpses float blurred through glass.

I place the bodies in their earthy grave.
The pond, as black as mountain lochans, lies
unchanged until the robin builds his nest
when jewelled spawn and hope return once more

A Dreich Day

It was raining last night and it was still raining this morning.   I think the photos tell it all.  The field surrounding our house has been flooded on and off for most of the winter, although during December it was ice.   It is so wet at the moment that a couple of swans have taken up residence.

When I looked out of the bedroom window this morning, the weeping silver birch lived up to its name.  It was covered with drops of rain, attached to its capilliary-like branches.  It has been deformed by the wind and in the summertime, when it is cloaked with leaves, I think it looks like some kind of prehistoric monster, a foliosaurus rex perhaps?

I am really just procrastinating today instead of getting on with my essay questions.  I have not yet immersed myself in the essay writing course but the first tutorial is coming up on Saturday so I must make a big effort to finish block 1.  There is much more reading at this stage and because of a change in the edition of the book, there is an addendum to explain that when the pdf says read pages 79-81 it really means you should read pages 115-117.   I have pencilled in all the changes but it was confusing initially.

I have completed my first draft for the PostA174 Forum but not quite ready to post it yet.  It was quite tricky, fitting in all the sentences and I have gone for the more light-hearted approach, I think.  I rather hope I can write something a little deeper.  Most of my writing, I think, has tended to be a bit women’s magazine like – I hope I am not writing chick-lit, which I had never heard of until I joined the A174 course.  Similarly, I had never heard of fan fiction.  I suppose that’s showing my age.