i have been out looking

for you

amongst the knapweed

amongst the flowers



cut those brambles that may stick

to your prickles



we left it longer

the tidying this year

so as not to be a slave to it

and rewards are endless





good it has become a fashion with the climate

changing

it always did make sense to me

others thought not in the past



we have a a past, it keeps reminding me



rewilding.