orchestra soundcheck
cockerel wren dove and blackbird
a dawn performance
Up early as feel over hot, listened to the world, it’s a bit late in the year for a proper dawn chorus, most birds have nested, their young have fledged, but I heard a distant cockerel, an agitated wren chirping, doves cooing and a blackbird’s warning call. If you listen carefully to the silence, it’s deafening.
Shaded by rowan
to rest on a bed of leaves
listening to doves
Our cat Katie has been labouring with a back injury of late, she hasn’t got the confidence in springing at the moment, so on vet’s instruction we’re monitoring her, to see if she’s showing any improvement.
It may be that’s she’s just getting old of course, poor thing. She likes it when we’re outside, she feels safe around us, knowing we’ll look after her and the likelihood of her having to sprint away from danger is minimal.
Well, today, what with it being beautifully hot, even into the evening, I fully expected her to lie in his usual spot, a little curled cat shaped indentation in the leaf litter, wedged between the trunk of the rowan tree and the edge of the decking. She didn’t oblige me as she wanted to stay up on the table of course.
I love that cat’s are so fickle. So this Haiku is for Katie, we love her very much!
