Summer by Adam Rutter

The Italian Garden, Arley Arboretum.           credit Adam Rutter

People throng Stonehenge

Watching the sun cut between solid blocks

Rising above circle

Rectangular shadows stretched out on grassy plains

Days grow longer

Corn fields glow gold as sun

Sun baked land warms air

Lifting Buzzards

Open wings float on heat

Wheeling on warm columns

Patchwork of crops ploughing

Embroider the countryside

Trees, an umbrella of shade

Cooling people, pets swim in pools, rivers feel refreshingly cool

Water fountain fans out

Like a lily

Droplets fall onto the pool

Unfolding petal-like shapes

In Italian garden

Splashes of colour fill flower beds

Climbing tiered fountain

Cascading onto flower shaped bowls 

Over The Forest of Bowland Again by Adam Rutter

credit: Country Life

I walk over The Forest of Bowland.

It stretches for miles

I see reeds, gorse, heath

Ahead of me

I look behind

I see three peaks

Whernside, Ingleborough, Peny  ghent

Ingleborough is like a submarine floating on water

Peny Ghent, a sunken ship covered in seaweed

Whernside, a long mountain rising behind Ingleborough,

I go through Lowgill village

The road, quiet

Sheep bleat constantly

I follow the road over The Forest of Bowland

To High Bentham,

Over I go on the bus

To Slaidburn

A peaceful Lancashire village

On the other side,

Stone houses nestled

In serene countryside

Chimney smoke fills the streets

On a cool summer’s day,

Going over the Forest of Bowland once again

I travel in a car

Along winding roads

Uphill; down dale

I descend heathland slopes

Returning to Slaidburn