Since moving back to the city I miss that the country heart knows the families of the people the streets are named after, and always has the possibility of running into people well known when on a trip to the supermarket. I found that like a security blanket, because everywhere I went there wasContinue reading “The country heart opening to the city”
Researching Family History
Originally posted on Following the Crow Song:
In the next few posts I will share my son’s research of our family history. He did this for a year 6 project. It is precious when grandparents share their stories. ? I have been interviewing my grandparents. Here I am with Nana Perkins when she visited me.…
Nature’s Eyes Cry
Originally posted on A Thousand Healing Haiku:
? todays webs hang raindrops of possibility as nature’s eyes cry storms trembling trees see past forest’s danger as nature’s eyes cry footpaths gather prints dance for lost youth dreaming as natures eyes dry Image and Words by June Perkins ?
On the Hill
Originally posted on Zedetta:
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If Glass Could Talk
Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
Image By June Perkins for Jacque If only all the tiny shards of glass bottle brown wine green yellow and purple orchid swirls could talk What would they say if fragments realigned knit themselves back like broken bones entwined in casts and heroes walked? What if the paralysed could miracle…
