
Rest and relax
Cat stares into space
Making a warm place
On the bookcase.
New paintings and regular art updates.

Rest and relax
Cat stares into space
Making a warm place
On the bookcase.

Warm brown liquid,
from Coffee bean
roasted and ground.
Squashed into powder,
granulated and freeze dried,
or steaped in hot water
in a cafetiere
and poured
into a tiny cup or mug.
Releasing its caffeine,
Or on my case?
Not.
Decaff.
Bored.
Not allowed.

No glitterball today,
no sparkling champagne.
Just leftovers and dregs,
an ordinary Saturday.
We’ve enjoyed the holiday,
and more is to follow
but now it is time,
for life to settle.
Time passes on,
the world keeps turning.
The decade almost done,
a new one beginning.
So let us all pause
and rest for a day,
Take stock of our past
call it good old Saturday.

So, that’s two adults?
There is a donkey parking space.
Breakfast in the Nativity Restaurant.
Double bed, en-suite.
No smoking or vaping,
No visitors from afar allowed.
No ‘angelic hosts’ parties allowed.
Visur or Masterboard?
What do you mean ‘a child will be born’?
No we don’t do Frankincense or Myhrr facials.
Gold, well yes as an exception we will accept it.
You want how many towels, and hot water?
I’m sorry but your wife looks unwell.
We are not a maternity unit.
Sorry, we reserve the right to cancel your reservation.
The hospital is that way.
Merry Christmas.
Today, 22.12.2019, is the Winter Solstice.

Which is why I have posted a picture of a marrow or cucumber plant trying to grow on my windowledge.
What? Why? Because the solstice is when the longest night in the Northern hemisphere happens. And the plant? Because its an annual plant as far as I know. But its from a random seed my hubby put in an indoor plant’s pot a few months ago. It’s even flowered a few times. What does it prove? That we must have our kitchen lights on a lot, that we obviously keep our heating too warm.
Solstice, an ancient cerimony happens,
Druids celebrate the return of the sun.
Long nights start shortening again.
The night begins to dwindle.
Sun rejoices in its mastery.
The world spins and tips round the sun.
Canted at an angle,
South lands have their longest day.
Slowly, over months, they swap.
Till first day and night equalise.
Then Summer sun revolves into view.
Till once again Autumn equinox flies past,
and Winter comes around again.

Zing, pow, wow, words
Colour, fields, world
Splashing, crashing, dashing
Down new ways and old.
Bold, hidden, subtle, explosions.
Harsh or soft.
Voom va voo.
Give me 54321…..
Lift off!
Colour or color
don’t care how you spell it..
Just share it!

Shimmering silver and gold,
Flicker in the sunshine,
catching erratic mayflies.
Slipping down the stream,
glinting and glimmering,
Sun and shade stripes of branches,
camouflaged and hidden
above the pebbled bed.
Leaping and jumping
flying fish for a second
mid air,
then like raindrops falling,
back into the crystal clear,
cold, brisk, water…

Well it’s a Swan,
No its a dragon?
Can’t you see its tail.
Welsh dragon?
Maybe…
One front leg raised up,
Waiting to greet its friend
The Unicorn.
when I was a child
I watched Dr Who
I hid behind the settee,
I was scared of Daleks
Monsters scared me
The Icemen
The cybermen
Fighting in space
And on Earth..
Dr Who
Sci fi hero…!
This model Dalek was at Froghall Station a couple of years ago, if not more. It was wonderful to see. It was radio controlled. In the original series they were operated by men pedalling inside them and moving the weapons by hand. Nowadays they can climb steps in the modern series by hovering above them. But not in the 1960’s. I watched this classic TV series from the start. I wish I could time travel back then.
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