Little things like dead grass

drawing of woman admiring dead grass by a pathway

In lockdown, the beauty of little things is more precious

Each day  in lockdown I walk on the hill behind my apartment and notice one more beautiful thing. The other day, that beautiful thing was some dead grass. Bring it on!

7 thoughts on “Little things like dead grass

  1. I may be dead now, trod on by a cow,
    but surely you’ve seen , I used to be green!

    1. Rachel McAlpine says:

      Your poem is also a little thing of beauty, Peter.

  2. Sadje says:

    Yes, everything counts.

  3. alison41 says:

    I’m enjoying your illustrations – I can see how practice is making perfect. They are a joy to behold – well done!

  4. Elizabeth says:

    We had our first dandelion. Apparently my husband did not find it a cause to rejoice.

    1. Rachel McAlpine says:

      I have been foraging for fresh young dandelion leaves. Delicious in salads, if you like bitter greens. But it has to be the right season.

      1. Elizabeth says:

        Too late. They are in the compost bin as we speak(or write.)

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