Poetry in the afternoon

Spent an hour or so at Grapes Hill Community Garden, a short walk from where we live, as they were having an afternoon of poetry and music. This is one of the women who was performing her own poetry.

Unlike some of the other people who got up to perform, the joy she took from doing this was quite obvious.

Didn't get to hear the musicians, alas, as I've got a uke meet in about half an hour.