Beautiful surprises on the doorstep

Spring is getting in her stride, offering delights at every corner.

Each year, the suckler shoots of the tiny wild strawberry reach further around the farmhouse, requiring a game of informal hopscotch every time I go out…


The promise of fruitfulness
written in code of pollen,
dusted with the scent of
pure delight for the
discerning eye–
rising up between
paving slabs of ordinariness–
who would have guessed?

+ Sue Heatherington

Seen yesterday.

Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿