landscapes — Shelagh Wilson

In my journal I explain the well-spring of these little landscapes.

Upfloating moondrift SOLD

Moist peaty breath. SOLD

Tarrying by buttery gorse. SOLD

Whir of velvety wing-beats. SOLD

Seethe of shimmery light. SOLD

Moon spills. SOLD

Small boat of summer golds. SOLD

Mays: when we were young SOLD

February morning SOLD

Saffron crocuses all ablaze SOLD

Sweet, sweet solace of the shed SOLD

Lying low to the wall SOLD

This is the time to be slow SOLD

All the moon long SOLD

In which it is always evening SOLD

Into a psaltry of light SOLD

A small frenzy of bees SOLD

The path to the green house £450

Augusts when we were young SOLD

Going home £450

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