This is an interlude in bread-making, sour dough and sun-dreied tomato (two different!). They are busy prooving for the second time.
I won first prize for my crochet blanket in a show yesterday. Haha, mine was the only entry!No doubt my granddaughter would like the rosette to pin onto her hobby horse, when I finish it!
Rusty, I know lots of people don't get poetry. Could I very respectfully suggest you Google "The Charge of the Light Brigade" and read it out loud?? You can hear the hoofbeats in the rhythm of the words.
Or how about-
"We had a kettle, we let it leak:
Our not repairing it made it worse.
We haven't had any tea for a week...
The bottom is out of the universe
(Kipling)
and does this not describe a skylark's song better than it has ever been done-
"He drops the silver chain of sound...
Like water dimples down a tide,
Where ripple ripple overcurls
And eddy into eddy whirls"
(Meredith)
(I've left out a little)
and, perhaps
"Enjoy today, he says, this minute, now;
Add me to your store of happy memories.
A goldcrest in the dust at evensong"