May 2022

Last May was an easy-to-file-away month. It started with one-day visitors on Day 1 but then it got really empty really quick, until Day 31 when I met Flavia for the last time, so far. So I had all the time in the world to observe poppies in the greens turn to browns and reds.

Day Four & April 2022

April is a special month, not just because of our poems. Here are twenty views from last year’s April for my Calendar and one poem about it. Prompt 4: Today, let’s try writing triolets. A triolet is an eight-line poem. All the lines are in iambic tetrameter. Beyond this, there is a tight rhyme scheme

March 2022

Happy first poppy day! No photo yet but there it was by the road this morning, tiny, alone and first. Here are twenty glances from last March to see how spring was unfolding last year. Of course, the first poppy I already noticed at Christmas, but that was the only one, an anomaly, whereas this

February 2022

This post has three parts: a funny re-enactment attempt, a song, and twenty photos from last February for my Calendar series. First, you saw it last year already but I just have to repost this experiment. We had an online carnival last year and bestia had to be the seal. It’s been a while since

January 2022

Here we go, back in time for one year again. This is the beginning of my seventh Calendar series. It’s true that I don’t take as many photos as I used to, but finding twenty last January photos that I wish to gather in this post was not hard. It starts with the first photo

Complete Calendar 2020

I like to relive the past like this, year after year, month by month, 20 photos at the time. Before the new year can start, I have to deal away with the previous. These were my twelve months of 2020. At the time when people make calendars for 2022, I’m two years behind. What else