Willow catkins. Another welcome sign of spring.
It's also the season for the toads to go forth and multiply. There were dozens on and around the path and I was trying to guide Trooper's paws around them.
On my podcast this morning, a quote from Scottish poet Norman MacCaig which put into words thoughts I have had many times. Such is the power of good poetry..
Who possesses this landscape?
The man who bought it or I who am possessed by it?
False questions, for this landscape Is masterless and intractable
In any terms that are human
A Man in Assynt
Norman MacCaig
2 comments:
Great poem! I'm inspired ( see my blog) Don't be cross.
Love the enigmatic frogs!
Sorry, make that enigmatic TOADS !
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