Six Spring Haiku

at last! a pond skater spring’s sprung! three glass balls elin isaksson traps the light white hellebores, hoods a-glow nodding in the shade “we bring light” they seem to say sky-blue-sky smiles brightly down on sky-blue squill electric lungwort aahs over mossy paviors at purple primmy tiny buddos bursting out two montanas a- shinning up [...]

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Small Gardens of Falkland

Exhaustion is settin’ in…my wee paws are tippy-tappied into calluses with all this bloggin’. I think I may be suffering from blogghorrea. If there is a cure, someone tell me quick, or it may be a one-way ticket to Liff for KC! So, anyway…let me take you down/’cause I’m going to/Falkland in Fife/everything’s real and [...]

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In Which Marmers Shows His Mettle

Not long back, I may have heaped vile calumny upon the hapless head of m’Marmalade Chum (which isn’t like me) re his perceived inability to make use of Wilderness Catflap, or WC, as I fondly think of it. Just this very day irrefutable evidence to the contrary was gathered by assiduous use of CatCam (not [...]

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Two-flap Monarch of Rolling Ells

Time, indeed high time, I thought to myself, that we got away from all that moilin’ and icin’ of grills and did something a bit more artistic, a tad more decorative and, let’s face it {as mpu will say} a whole shed-load more darn tootin’ handsome which I am when all’s said and done. Who [...]

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