sunny spell
the intoxicating scent
of hyacinths
sunny spell
the intoxicating scent
of hyacinths
unless
it is too late
summer roses
summer morning
the lightness
of white linen
nuthatches
inching closer
thick snow
late autumn
the old piano
covered with photographs
autumn dusk
the dog-eared pages
of a second-hand book
the ringing
of far-off bells
autumn dusk
not so long ago
though it looks like ages
dandelion seeds
a flash of kingfisher blue morning fog
just an excuse
to kiss you
mistletoe
sunlight
on a crow’s wings
end of summer
the importance
of small details
Queen Anne’s lace
end of story
you peel your tangerine
in one continuous piece