Fritillaries

It’s no secret that I am captivated by butterflies and fritillaries are my favourites. A friend very excitedly told me that she’d had a lovely hour with some recently and I thought I would celebrate our mutual joy by painting her something.

Good colour practice for me and I’m pretty pleased with the result.

Fritillaries

The trouble with free newspapers

I made the mistake of reading an article

on congestion getting worse by road and rail and air.

The article did not go so far as to say too many people

but that’s the point, isn’t it?

 

The article was quick to disappear along with my breath,

lungs tighter and tighter on my own, not so crowded, train.

 

Then I saw a suited man, all ironed pin stripes and neat hair.

As he moved through the carriage, a flash of pink

caught my eye, bright socks in the gloom of a grey morning.

I smiled and the panic retreated just enough.

 

All is not as certain as some would have you believe.