They cleared the brambles—started fresh—
but nettles shot up fast,
tough, sharp, and everywhere.
I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
played from the Bluetooth speaker.
The ground said otherwise.
“You sure this is what you want?”
he asked, not joking.
The nettles just stood there.
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Pond dipping, Tyland Barn
Wide round bowl,
net, small white containers
and a teaspoon.
Anna says the later
is ‘a serious bit of
scientific kit’.
Kneel, swish the
net through the water
figure of eight motion.
Anna says ‘not too
deeply or you’ll end up
with a net full of silt’.
Kneeling is fine,
getting up again?
I’m grateful for the ropes!
I’ve caught a
couple of water beetles
with my science-y spoon.
Hail halts play,
my quarry released,
back into the pond.
I ponder my bigger pond
a stakeholder map
to dip for young people.
