Heather Williamson

Poetry on roots, love, life and faith

Tag: Bees

  • Wild

    While admiring the wild flowers in the park today, a volunteer gardener told me what corncockles were. I always think it’s strange that meadow flowers need a designated area – in case they get out of hand! The bedding plants newly set in soilHave colours chosen for artistic effectWell spacedAs if lined up on invisible… Read.

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