A Town Mouse in a Country House

Whether
near the square,
set in stone,

 and bejewelled in
 ruby red radiance,

 or stucco clad,

 and accessorized by a
 signature sweet fragrance -
they charm. 

Crowning a hilltop,

overlooking the sea,

tiny, kid-drawn cottages

 bewitch and beckon me.

In the valley below,
 vanilla villas and
 patches of produce
  in bright, veggie green,
  are the perfect ingredients
 of Cretan country cuisine.

Back home,
between the finials
 of the black, iron gate,
this born and bred 
town mouse gazes at
her geographical fate.

Town mouse
or country mouse,
a critter needs 
its house! 

Which one are you?

Thanks for visiting.
Have a lovely weekend.

Last image: Lorinda Bryan Cauley

Mood Lighting

Sometimes,

our little hamlet in the hills
 seems quite susceptible to
 the moods of Mother Nature,

as terracotta topped houses
 huddle together, while
a ghostly fog floats by.

 On an unusually 
gloomy day,

strokes of sunshine

beam on the greenery

bordering the church -
 the leafy street lights
of pastoral scenes.
 

Minutes before their shift,
black capped bulbs on

 lanky lampposts stand by,

as the late, afternoon light

lingers, quietly leaving
just before dusk.

 Inside,
 the soft glow 
of candlelight
sweetly greets
the night, 
and the day fades
into darkness. 

 Thanks for visiting and
have a lovely weekend.