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The seasons by and by

The seasons by and by

The prickly holly and variegated ivy is laden on my garden wall.. and tho my grass is strewn with golden leaves that’s scattered from the Autumn fall.. 

Darkness is drawing nigh with our winter season by and by..I feel the rawness of displease blowing from the north easterly breeze

Little bright scarlet red berries shine amongst my holly tree.. offering such a warmth in the cold for me..as the Chaffinches, Blue Tits and my solitary cock
Pheasant with his bronze camouflaged coat betwixt the golden leaves are present

Foraging for all the food that they can unearth whilst the abundance of berries on my trees provide mirth..puffing out their tiny chests as they plodge in my bird bath.. preparing for the turn of the season’s, wintery wrath

 

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Cherie Leigh

Hi Jill..What a beautiful scene of autumn with the birds and the leaves falling...the berries ripe for them to pick and eat while there is abundance...a hint of cooler weather of winter to come....all made a  lovely poem.  I love nature and viewing their world of survival.  We can learn from nature.  Love n Hugs, xo ;) 

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Jill Tait

Yes love it is such a beautiful season on the turn for winter, Thank you my lovely Cherie xxx❤️

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