SATURDAY 18 20
This is a good year
for forget-me-nots, clouds of
them under the trees.
SUNDAY 19 20
To me, wallflowers
are ugly. My granddad used
to call them gillies.
MONDAY 20 20
I spend a lot of
time on YouTube looking at
patterns for face masks.
TUESDAY 21 20
Three magpies fighting
a blackbird. The feathers in
the air are all white.
WEDNESDAY 22 20
The daffodils have
lasted since January. Now
they’re all fading.
THURSDAY 23 20
I wish I knew the
all the names of trees, more than
just the horse chestnut.
FRIDAY 24 20
A single iris, spear
shaped, rises from lavender
growing on the verge.
Seventeen 