One small bird floats from the wire
then a flurry of more, like autumn leaves,
and a final gust taking the remnant but
as though held by elastic
back they swing
to write two more lines
one above the other.
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Beginning in the spring of 2007 this is a journal of my Fine Art research project exploring the transformative possibilities for me personally and in relation to others through keeping an allotment. From October 2008 the project adjusts with the relocation of my potting shed from my allotment in Derbyshire to my new garden in Cornwall.
