Month: January 2011

Website of poet Elizabeth Rimmer

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And the last one – Nine swans in a lineflying north from orchard to riverin a fanfare of white wings

January 31, 2011 2

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Missed two, what with birthday shenanigans and all, but here goes for the last two: After each frost the winter jasmineputs out new candles of yellow flower.

January 31, 2011 0

happy birthday

Lovely grand-daughter came over yesterday dressed as Snow-White, to help me open my birthday cards. I was immensely proud to see she had signed hersherself – it included a Peppa Pig badge, which I will be wearing! Then she said “You need a cake. You can’t make your own birthday cake, I have to make…
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January 30, 2011 3

This is the view out over the Carse from the castle. I was trying to get our abbey in, but I don’t think you can make it out. I think it was new year when I took this picture, but not much has changed since then, although the snow has gone from all but the…
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January 28, 2011 0

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Pink orchid flowerstethered to a bare dry stem.

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Crocus stems between autumn’s leaves still lying

January 27, 2011 0

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A guitar that sings like a saxa voice that plays like a cello. Richard Thompson rocks, frankly!

January 26, 2011 0

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Against a brightening skya grimy thumb-print of cloudsmudged along the top of the hill.

January 25, 2011 0

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First day after the frost.The gardeners are out already.

January 23, 2011 0

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Starlings hang out on high branches of the beech treetalking of moving onfeeling the tug of north.

January 23, 2011 0