One minute reads-1


After being cosseted
by  tufts of green,
the tender rays of the
morning sun,
brushed by cool air
from the water sprayer,
turned this way and that
by curious birds,
tickled by rows of
marching ants,
pressed against the noses
of hungry squirrels,
I've finally decided to take
a break.

A 50-word tale.

Intriguing Bytes

Water weeps...

Hear them calling!

One minute reads-9

Those terrible mornings!

Endless chatter

Those few drops

A pack of smiles

Nature adds depth

Nature weaves tales-11

Not just a tree