Leafless The garden.It’s just some wet mud and a magpie that keeps its tail up.There’s an obvious wrinkle in this landscape. Rain dribbles off the gutter, leaves stuck up there.Again.I suppose.Although the trees have been leafless for months. Snowdrops bloomed on Monday,and then slugs nipped the blossoms off the stems.My heart was stabbed by that,it’s … Continue reading 11 February: Stream of Consciousness Saturday