The Tuis' have been so boisterous around our neighborhood it's been a pleasurable experience.
Category: Poetry
A Reflective Walk
Words to remember as time moves on.
She Who Must Be Obeyed
A random moment involving one cat, a red door and my morning walk. Which evolved into a poem from a wannabe poet.
Tramping Days
A wee poem in remembrance of tramping exploits.
Life at No. 22 