Dappled sunlight filters through the trees
casting ever moving shadows
between the flickering
Feathery grasses sway in the breeze,
Whilst butterflies perform acrobatic dances
Before coming to rest
on an attractive flower or leaf .
And lest we forget –
Doing what bees do best.
Flitting from one flower to another
in search of pollen
And all the while
the birds crisscross the sky
clacking, cawing and mewing,
A garden is never still.
(scene from my garden – Monday 15th August)