My Spring Garden

I’m a few days behind this word prompt but nothing expresses my emotion more succinctly than the word anticipation when it comes to spring in my garden.

My backyard is set for a make over. It will be expensive so I’ve left it for last to be completed. The outdoor hot spa will be removed and replaced with a meditative space. For now, anticipation takes over the interim period. The honeyeaters, the Willy Wagtails and the rainbow lorikeets don’t know this as yet but the mulberry tree will remain.

For now, flowers have floated free from another garden.
And in tiny spaces, bloom for me.
The neglected jasmine is unrecognisable.
And as I examined in awe how quickly the mulberry tree has gone from bare to fruit, I heard the unmistakable screech of the lorikeet.
I stood right under this young one, too young, to fear.
I watched with delight as it picked a mulberry
Deftly caught it
Feasting on it before my eyes.
The joy of return of these birds to my garden is something special to me.

My wish for you is that something that brings you joy returns to you today.

Until next time

As always

a dawn bird

In response to RDP – Friday – Anticipation

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