Wednesday, May 07, 2008

dandelion days,cricket, notebook

In the long grass, dandelions clocks glow like a mass of Chinese lanterns. Here's a montage of other aspects of this flower, understandably regarded as a weed by gardeners, but a star nevertheless.

The gentle clapping of hands signifies, because of its half hearted but benign enthusiasm, that a cricket match is in progress. It comes from the direction of the Nevill Cricket Ground, half a mile away as the crow flies - another sound of summer.

My notebook is becoming frayed at the spine. I like its worn look, which suggests experience, like lines on the faces of old people.
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