Uphilldowndale

Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Morning Meadow.

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What is not to like about a meadow at six in the morning, on a beautiful summer day. Spud the dog and I took a meadow meander,

Meadow Morning

My friend Mrs Ogg say’s I look like I’m wearing a ball gown. I think the silhouette looks a little like the game piece in that little box of treasures I found at my Mum’s.

Game piece_ 

In fact I was wearing far more casual attire. My dressing gown, wellington boots, accessorised with a mug of tea, obviously.

Fashion statement

Seize the moment, I say.

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Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

4 thoughts on “Morning Meadow.

  1. That sounds, and looks, rather idyllic, and I presume that you’ve no neighbours to worry about regarding your meadow meandering attire! xx

  2. Meandering in meadows green
    With Spud the dog, who isn’t seen,
    A shadow of a figurine
    Appears!

    Is this a Meadow Sprite at dawn
    Awakening a dewdrop lawn?
    Alas, she hides a stifled yawn ~
    It’s me.

    A Wellie and pink dressing gown
    Adorn the landscape. Nestled down
    A mug of tea in shades of brown
    Awaits!
    :)

  3. That is a fine spot to look at a morning and drink a mug of tea. I give Miss Sadie and the Cowboy–and myself–some freedom in the winter woods. Neighbor Erin and I are content to be out at dawn in our nightgowns (and down coats and woolly hats and snowboots, so I suppose it isn’t the same really although we would not care to be seen this way in, say, downtown Elk Rapids). It’s peaceful.

    Glo, I like your poem.

  4. Thanks Gerry ~ and to you too, UHDD for your comment on my blog :)

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