Souvenir from the Sahara.
Terracotta sand washed down
by the rain, collected in gullies
on our bins and stepping stones.
Reminder that, isn’t nature
wonderful? And that it knows
no boundaries. Shared with
France and Spain. And yet …
what other dust might be
blown in on the wind?
The answer, my friend …
Thanks, Greg. A sign of the times - I received an e-mail from my garage telling me how to wash the Sahara dust off the car to avoid scratching it. Not sure what the priorities will be when other kinds of dust arrive.
Ah! very clever. I saw what you did there. Come to think of it, many of His Bob's work would fit in the current climate. 'Masters of War' comes to mind.
Nature knows no boundaries, a great line! And very true to boot. I planted a new asparagus bed this morning and felt good that it won't be ready for 4/5 years yet. I hope to enjoy at least one mouthful.
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Greg Freeman
Sun 20th Mar 2022 17:47
Thanks, Graham and Steve, for your comments. Look forward to your asparagus, Graham. Thanks for the Likes, Kimberly and Holden.