This poem was inspired by catching a few minutes of Gardener’s Week on which someone was growing her garden based on the touch and smell of the plants. And, to finish, here’s Eels because goddam right, it’s a beautiful day –
This poem was inspired by the photo of a Colorado cedar, which was taken by Paloma during her travels on the road. Unfortunately, I can’t seem to find a working link to any of Paloma’s blogs to share here (!?).
And, to finish, here’s Ian Dury and the Blockheads –