Its mid October and a very long time since I posted anything I’ve created. But as, due to a pressing need for a bit of self-care, I am not participating in any London protests this month, I finally find time to catch up.

Here is a painting based on a photo of Kingcups in Hollybed Alder Carr. Taken in May. And a poem based on a walk during Worcestershire Wildlife Trust Volunteer AGM, and a day helping Cheltenham XR at the Science Fair. In June. Give me a bit more time and I might possibly catch up with myself!

Wood Whites 
The Wood Whites are kissing in Monk's Wood 
They flutter weakly under our admiring gaze 
But don't shy away - being what they are supposed to be 
White wings with purity of purpose 
To light a way towards the future 
When these oaks will spread their limbs 
A little further
In our vision, a bit more wilderness 

And next day, in a tent 
An artificial tree with leaves of hope  
Childish scrawl: 'Dont fill the oceans with plastic' 
'Tell the politics to take action' 
Serious little faces lighting up with purpose 
Being what they are supposed to be
'Yay, worms!' They hurry to the table 
Fluttering around under our admiring gaze
To tell the grown-ups what really matters 
In our vision, a little bit more sense.