Organic poems from Kent by Susan Lane SLCM
A warm, sheltered haven at the edge of the house – the cats’ kingdom of comfort, protected from wind, rain, and winter chill. This tag gathers poems and stories set in the conservatory, where heaters hum, beds are plentiful, food is close at paw, and the world outside can be watched without getting wet. A cosy backdrop for quiet moments, feline antics, and everyday life unfolding behind glass.
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine Conservatory: A life of dirt, debris and the ensuing path to removal of countryside grime that can sometimes turn out to be a poetic story. Conservatory Dirt and Debris I look out of the window and what do I see Well, not a great deal, Very little … Read more
Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine My: Enjoyment, garden, view. My early-morning view of the garden I stand in my conservatory and I see all that hard graft waiting for meThe garden needs mowing; it needs weeding tooThe hedges need a haircut but it’s way too soonThe paths need sweeping; tidying too; there … Read more
