Further musings of collective nouns: A fidget of pre-schoolersA sum of accountantsA snooze of catsA wander of pensionersA hush of nunsFrenzy of fleasCarousel of teenagersAspire of architectsDelusion of TrumpitesMunch of micePuff of politiciansWhisper of librarians A sway of Preachers Smirk of tax accountantsA fuckle of bunniesRipple of electriciansA bustle of rest roomsQuery of academicsInsight ofContinue reading “Collective Nouns”
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All Day Long the Chainsaws Buzzed
All day long the chainsaws buzzed.A now retired arborist (a defoliated arborist?), looked at our Liquid Amber. Long and overhanging branches barely moved. A still day.“They could be dangerous in a high wind. That tree needs to have the crown lowered. I thought of a coronation not that long ago.Tree Shapes arrive. Three pleasant youngContinue reading “All Day Long the Chainsaws Buzzed”
Blue sky, black cloudsSun, wind burstsOld year, New YearHiatusWake, breakfast, cleanupWalkYesterday, tomorrowNew year, old yearLa vita e bella New YearThe same old ‘new start’As clouds, resolutions come and go Barefoot walkSecond childhoodSimple unadulted joyFeeling stuff beneath my feetExercise“How many steps have you done today?” Today to make scones‘Avec des compléments de santé’Raspberry jamWhipped creamChat andContinue reading
Solstice
Sol means ‘of the sun’. The ‘stice’ goes back into ancient, Latin times meaning to stand still. I’m not sure what actually stands still. The solar system keeps creaking as does the universe and my bones.The Solstice occurs when either of Earth’s poles reaches its maximum tilt away from the Sun. So I guess we’reContinue reading “Solstice”
Today they spread Daniel’s ashes at seaDaniel the small boy so attentive to his grandmaDaniel the high risk boy on a skateboardAdventure, speed, exhilaration Daniel the surferDaniel, drowned while surfing in a culvertAt the peak of cyclone Gabriel Above the beachA simple and warm ceremonyHis parents, brave, capabably leading the way Over one hundred peopleContinue reading
of hypoid gears, a wharf and pedalling
This is a part of a ‘Real Bike’. A Real Bike has no battery but just pedals. And you push – in my case I grunt as well and the bike moves forward. On a good day with the wind behind us we go up hills too. My E-Bike is at the vet. The EContinue reading “of hypoid gears, a wharf and pedalling”
the Mountain Bikers
Slowly, reluctantly they wake.They try to be communicative,And polite,They, the teenagers and their father are on holidayOn holiday to go mountain bikingTo eat, sleep and wake up moaningReliving the aches and the spills of yesterday.It’s called ‘Having Fun”In this group father and sons become the ‘boys’.Four energetic, fit, forever hungry guys. I, Poppa have beenContinue reading “the Mountain Bikers”
More and more they take over.And these days I’m happy to be looked after.Growing old gracefully.“Go gently into that good night”
Quicker witted, when my grandson drives I relaxHe has his own way of outwitting lane burglarsOr just standing in line, being calmIn bovine-like traffic.He often goes the ‘wrong way’ but,Zing! We’er there already “Relax! They’ll come and pick us up.”Art in the Park.And a late model, large, absolutely comfortable BMW glides to a halt.“Come onContinue reading “More and more they take over.And these days I’m happy to be looked after.Growing old gracefully.“Go gently into that good night””
Pictures at an Exhibition
Agreed, leave at 9.30amUp, dressed, cats fed, breakfast.We leave at 9.30am A drive from Thames to AucklandMajor roads predictable, stress free.GPS reduces the worry of ‘Where do I turn off?’Destination is some obscure street in a half remembered Auckland.Off ramp identified, negotiated, gleeful shout of relief. “In 400 metres turn left into …”400 metres isContinue reading “Pictures at an Exhibition”
Three Plates and a Pizza
Three Plates and a Pizza Three grandpas on bikes, and a warm sunny dayChatter and chuckles, like three kids at playRob wobbles, Bill weaves, we cycle all threeA good steady speed, we had batteries you see Our very first ride, mild consternationRob’s back tyre was flat, it needed inflationThames Jolly Bikes, fixed it up fastAndContinue reading “Three Plates and a Pizza”
David in Pen and Pics 