on the grass
near the water
on the grass
near the water
Gill McGrath© [21 March]
Lost in the morning
Before the blue
Before the bright
Still the night
Hear your voice
Gill McGrath© sine dubio
February 25 2016
*~* this bird waiting in the rain
looking for the sun
Gill McGrath© January 22 all day.
****** Press closer**** and closer ***** the pictures****
find the bird as he sings
finding the gold
as he sits on the strings
Gill McGrath© today
[The bird sat there head bowed for ten minutes!]
G for gold
The only glimpse of the sun this morning blinked on the side of a solitary van trundling along the top road. A lonely pigeon sat on the kissing lines looking lost and ready to fly…… and then I saw it…. one wet feather ~ covered fresh in dew
Gill McGrath© October 20th . true story.[50 words]
It’s Brian’s latest Guest Post from Uncle Spikes Adventures
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Hey Aunty Gill – yep, I’m still here!
Sorry I didn’t get to scribble some of my bestist thoughts for my favourite aunty in September; I just got soooo carried away with life as King Rooster! But, better late than never, eh, so here’s my letter at last…
No huuuge news, with summer now gradually out the way, it’s cooling off a bit now. But at least that means we don’t all have to walk around with our wings sort of half up all day long; just trying to get some air to our overheated parts.
Oh! What do you think of my new selfie Aunty Gill? This is my special serious look
I wanted to ask you about my new hair colour too… I got bored of my old plainness, and instead have opted for a more autumnal look, cool, eh? Farmer Spike says it’s just coz I’m fully growed-up now; that my teenage blandness has now been replaced by the full colourings of a boss-man rooster.
Anyway, what else… oh yes, rain…. And lots of it for a few days. It’s back to hot and sunny again now of course, as we probably won’t get any bum-fluff chillin’ weather until January; but then at least it’ll be spring by mid February . The thunder and lightening was a bit mad – but we stayed close to the house, and Farmer Spike fed us there too, so we didn’t get too soggy.
Plenty to eat now of course too, as the farm starts to slowly turn from brown dust, to shades of green once again (yay). We still find stuff to eat though, such as black figs. This was me and Missy eyeing up a snack! I usually keep watch down below while she gets up there and scoffs a few – as well as dropping some down for me too .
Look at how she can balance up there!! I usually fall all over the place, lol.
Just love your serious new look and glad to know all seems well with you ~ and that you are getting to eat the figs. We had tons of juicy brown figs this year and still picking the odd one or two. But the tree is green budding again! Crazy tree; it has to get through winter and may not realize it. They can’t last!
Nice to see Missy in your tree throwing you figs. Is that something to do with the ‘pecking order’ and your beautiful new coat and frilly bits? Beautiful tail!!!
Lots of love till next time from Aunty Gill x
Brian Guest writer and rooster who lives at Uncle Spike’s Farm please visit the lovely blog and become a Spikey!
Yet over there at break
The bird still sits
Hidden in a mist
And on the chimney hush
Another barely wakes
While the long legged watchman
On the roof
Gill McGrath© August 29
first shot: yesterday evening from window ~ late
other shots: this morning from window ~ early