First Bees of 2021

The first few bees of the year have been passing through, as more of the garden starts to come to life, more are coming. The muscari has been helpful, and my decision to move the small gooseberry bush was a good move. It didn’t have any fruit last year despite having some the first year of purchase. So I figured it needed more sun, it’s doing well and already attracting bees! So maybe some gooseberries this year to go with loganberries if that plant also survives it’s relocation. So far so good.

Although I love Spring, this is the frustrating bit for me, where everything is moving along, but slowly. It will take another few weeks for more to happen. But it’s coming…

(c) K Wicks

Brown Argus

A pretty little butterfly that was extremely plentiful in Spain, hopefully I can entice more into my garden this year, but will have to see what grows to help with that. But this one was great to photograph as it didn’t even seem to notice me most of the time.

(c) K Wicks

They want for us… (poetry)

They want for us

No freedom or fun

Instead more a set up

Like that film Logans Run

Quite scarily similar

To V for Vendetta

Sometimes feels followed

Right down to the letter

Or what has happened

Feels more like invasion

Copied the plot

Of another, Contagion

It’s part of their plan

And dastardly tricks

For us all to be stuck

Within the Matrix

But for the sake of all

That is right and good

Instead of the gloom

We need Robin Hood

~

Right about now

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

Because not enough… (poetry)

Because not enough

Did see the sense

We are now left

With the consequence

They called us nutters

Conspiracy folk

But then it came true

No longer a joke

Calling us theorists

Goes hand in Hand

To prove that some

Don’t understand

Quite where we are

Or how we arrived

That this whole debacle

Is completely contrived

Despite the evidence

And what has unrolled

So many still fear

When they need to be bold

Because what is coming

If we don’t find our brave

Doomed to their system

We’ll all be their slave

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks