The bracken wakes

Stirred from its slumbers,
The relentless bracken rises,
Yielding to no-one.

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It's amazing how bracken just emerges from the earth each year and shoots up. Often it's taller than I am, so walking through really is a jungle trek!

I learnt' a new thing today ..... apparently the curled uncurling fronds are called "fiddleheads" and are eaten by some cultures, although it is thought they may be carcinogenic ... so probably best avoided.

Having stowed that fact away ... I am off to my bed!

Thanks for comments on Bonita's Bolero yesterday ( here).... she reached the spotlight page!