adventures in dysthymia

Tuesday, April 10, 2007


My sister offered the use
of a tiller but I,
being old-school, prefer
a shovel, a rake, my hands.

I’ll not be hurried; the garden
and I will take our time,
finding the way to summer
along these new-sprung roads.

Will you taste July
with me? It promises
to be sweeter this year
than any I have known.

Stephen Brooke ©2007

Gee, I seem to have gardening on my mind all the time since I moved to the country! Well, that and recording. I've been spending far too much time hanging around at recording message boards like Gearslutz...once I get my studio into better shape I'll be doing more and talking less.

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