August Caterpillar

I stand by the apple tree, my attention caught by a big fly and a caterpillar sharing the same leaf. They are both steady still. Waiting, I wonder: who will move first? It is the caterpillar. It raises a face with fringed eyes. It has a yellow stripe down its inch-long body. The caterpillar sways…

Imagining the Full Hundred

I want to realise identity with all life, even with such things as crawl upon earth. GANDHI I Making Elderflower Cordial Creatures can get very small – their smallness comes as a big surprise. These tinies are flecks of distress, sprung pell-mell from the elder flowers now I have squeezed the lemon juice there. Is…

Making tea, November 4th

Making tea, November 4th Look at this keen moon, out already at five o’ clock. A Greenwich Mean Time moon means tea time keeps its hour, later. At the sink, I chop and think idly about the colour of veg and the mildness of November. We say it’s wonderful for the time of year and…