Today I'm writing from Strete Barton in Devon, a totally adorable village that offers endless possibilities for creative inspiration. I'll try to post images later but for now I'll add just a few Haiku efforts penned this evening after walks on the beaches, sitting in the gardens watching bees doing their thing and generally chilling. If you like pebbly beaches where the sand and waves have tumbled the pebbles to smooth semi precious gems, salt lagoons with birds whirling overhead and lovely little cottages with birds nesting in their thatched roofs then this is place is for you.

     Night By The Sea

The red and blue moon

Sliced by sharp waves, floated free

Of its sky born twin

     Swallows

Small arrows whirling,

Calling, flit past our heads as

Evening falls round us.

 

     From My Window

The black inky sea

With golden path extending

Shoreward, calls to me