The wood roses have been gathering dust
in a basket.
Like the shells from summer which lost their lustre
and the conkers that dulled and cracked,
these once vital seasonal gleanings needed
a stern reappraisal.
Luckily there are people out there who know how to repurpose,
and so these have been given a new lease of life
Now they are scented wax pine cone firelighters.
I admit they don't look very different
but that is because I had not a glimmer of daylight
They will have their moment of glory when the woodstove