for dVerse Poets
We have a smaller garden now that is far from perfect. Gardening here is fraught with peril. We plant seedlings, only to have them immediately dug up by the neighbourhood cats. We have tried everything – cat repellent, cayenne pepper, bark chips, rocks – you name it! Unfortunately it seems that many of our cat-owning neighbours are not much into gardens, so ours becomes a magnet for cats seeking easy digging. Consequently there seem to be more rocks than plants in our garden.
We also have an old, rusted corrugated iron fence that most would call ugly, but the textures on it fascinate me. And the plainest of plants have a beauty of their own, casting green shadows in the evening.
not always in the eye
of the beholder