Crab apples short poem
Identify this little butterfly
She loves me, she loves me not... rigging the result.
The delicate eating habits of Alphonse the wild hare
White Phlox, Tiger Lily, Golden rod and Rudbeckia
Six pomegranate seeds
The sky will clear
Annie Laurie
Silence in the wood #treedisease
Zilga grapes growing outside in Finland
Friendly advice to a lot of young men by Charles Bukowski
Viking Queen splitting hard knotted apple wood
Where did the oceans come from daddy?
Listening to the trees by Mandy Haggith
Saw ye Eppi Marley Honey?
What do flowers know about Mathematics #nature #shorts
What I remember by Tracy Herd #shorts #winning
Bedtime by Richard Edwards #nature #sleepy
Constant, constant little light by John Rice #shorts
The tree by William Soutar
A family of swimming swans
sunsets or sausages
A woodpecker strengthening his beak for the upcoming international pecking competition.
Semaphore by Anne Frater (poem)
The hare is a dandelion eater
Voyager 1 hears a song from 25 billion klicks
My love is like a red red rose by Robert Burns
Ye banks and braes o' bonny doon by Robert Burns
Railway Station Apple tree blossom in Finland
Application by Diana Hendry
Black dots to sound
Harry and Megan the hares
In my country by Jackie Kay #shorts
Corn rigs by Robert Burns
Letter from a Spring garden by Hamish Whyte #shorts
Rain by Robert Louis Stevenson #shorts
Mary of Argyll by Charles Jefferys #short
Sing me a song of the lad that has gone #shorts
Brendon Gallacher by Jackie Kay #shorts
Dreamscape at bedtime #shorts
Chia seed and Buckwheat sprouts #shorts
Welcome Wee One by Jakie Kay #Shorts
On a cat, ageing #shorts
Ye cunnae shove yer Granny aff the bus #shorts
The time travellers convention by Sheena Blackhall #shorts
Scottish Rain #shorts
Particle poems 3 by Edwin Morgan #shorts
Scottish Haiku by John Rice #shorts
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Of course gardening is not rocket science... it is more difficult. To get a garden into orbit demands so much fine tuning and tinkering that it would have tried the patience of Von Braun... I could well imagine him snapping his slide rule in half due to the frustrations of gardening.
Gardening separates the men from their wives. It is a refuge. The garden shed is a sanctury.
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