still it sits by a washing line
a cold bright sun;in morning shine
Gill McGrath
(a late sunrise, nothing at 5)
Tag: hiding
A mass of lilac
Bird meets moon
from the hedge where the cat sits
Gill McGrath
about 8.30 this evening
no one noticed her agony
Having found a way to escape
From her jail at the top of the building
She found the door locked downstairs.
And more bars again.
Unable to break the glass
She frantically began to claw between the bars
Hoping someone would see her……….
But no one could hear her
And nobody saw
Now I feel guilty that all I did was take the photo
– Gill McGrath
[Act 2 can now be found at April 25th !]
https://gillmcgrath.com/violet/
A hole in the wall …..and a place for snowdrops
lace under a glass ceiling: a view from inside the hothouse
I see lace
I see the sky
Not blue this time
an arrangement: flood water… wet sand and a manuscript of thin parchment
vulnerability, hanging on
An indestructible old door: Blue, curved and divided in three
from my neighbourhood door collection
Reflections from a sunny window
frog brollies
weather forcast: its gonna rain.
Gill McGrath 