Life’s Landscapes 2 #Neighbourhoods

Writing the fields of fruit .. wild blackberries

Following the Crow Song

DSC_0474 Blackberry – June Perkins

Aunty Glad is in the land of blackberries. They hide on the hills around her. My brothers gather them for her.  They like to forage and pretend we don’t live on a busy highway.  When they give her the blackberries, which they sell to her, she makes them into pie and gives it to us.

Aunty Glad is not my blood line Aunty. She is the grandmother stand in for my mother who misses her mountains, and the pigs she cares for. She is my spirit line Aunty, adopted by my mother, who often thinks of her own  distant tiny mother, who is in some ways like the tiny glad.

Aunty Glad is part of a couple with Uncle Bill,  and their land is a house at the bottom of steep hill. We are the neigbours with stand in grandchildren they will never have. Their son…

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Writer, photographer, lover of unity in diversity in thought and humanity - poet by nature, world citizen

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