Wednesday, 28 April 2010

29th April Blogs

Dawn lit up in the shed
Where candlelight, organdie wed:
With a moth that did sing
Of the bee and its sting
And wine that goes straight to your head


Frances said...

I've posted yet another bit about springtime in New York, particularly in Central Park.

Cait O'Connor said...

'K' time.

Tattie Weasle said...

Nothing is safe neither furred, feathered nor finned....