at the end of the summer

It's a beautiful day, wall to wall sunshine, and I'm about to check in for my flight back to England. So I'm just now thinking about what needs to come back with me  ... and how wonderful its been to spend a decent time this summer with my poems, even if that included doing the admin and sending out!

The last of today's sun is calling ... and the current 52poems prompt, to write about the big and little rituals of our lives, really appealed to me. So unusually I have poems aplenty and one to post on this blog - not my usual habit but different is also OK!!

Hands together

Bless the dendrabaena

that dwell in the wormery

for turning our kitchen waste  

to compost for seeds

and fertilizer for plants.

Bless the hens

who live down the garden

for laying fresh eggs

in exchange for food scraps

and a bundle of straw.

Bless the solar panels

that are on the roof

for giving us hot water 

and a smaller carbon footprint 

most days of the year.

Bless the cats

who live in the barn

for occasionally

catching a mouse

and rarely, a bird

Bless the log pile 

which is by the hedge

for giving us warmth

during low pressure 

and northerly winds.

Bless the plastic butts

that connect to the gutter

for collecting the rain 

to water the vegetables

we ate for our supper.

Bless the dogs

at the foot of the stairs

for without them I’d sleep

less soundly

in my bed. 

MH Sept 2014