Earthed

curl bare toes in

damp grass

*

open mind

*

awaken senses to

petrichorous breezes

*

open heart

*

stride forwards in

defiance of rainclouds

*

open soul

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Spirits of Nature

if you sit in silence

as breezes sway flowers

they will come to you

*

if you calm your mind

to a stream’s soothing flow

they will come to you

*

if you ground yourself

amongst labyrinths of roots

they will come to you

*

if you raise your face

for sunlight’s warm caress

they will come to you

*

the spirits of nature

are simply waiting for

you to come to them

Liminality

unlimited possibilities held
suspended
a question unanswered
balanced on the threshold between
past and future
life and death
love and hate
as potential joy and
unresisting passivity await
the swinging of a gate

The Spirit of the Fox

*

beware the creeping fox

wily foe

ready to pounce

*

embrace the creeping fox

cunning ally

swift to adapt

*

follow the persistent fox

wise mentor

advising patience

*

Owl Flight

glide
with piercing gaze
sheering through vapid illusion
as the night’s deep mysteries reveal
themselves within verdant
wells of feminine
intuition

Last week we visited Burnby Hall Gardens, in Yorkshire. It was a beautiful place. I particularly enjoyed wandering around the stumpery, where these pictures were all taken. The many unturned tree stumps, all covered in growth, provide a wonderful haven for wildlife.

I hadn’t actually intended to post on here today. I had to reload the app on my phone and when I logged in, my notifications informed me that today is my WordPress Anniversary. Yay! I’ve now had my blog for 5 years, though it’s changed somewhat in that time. And, yes, my posts have been a little scarce recently. But I couldn’t resist posting after finding that out.

Beyond the Fence

you gaze out past the fence line

to the wilder land beyond

 to where the beasts roam

through the twilight glow

and birds sing farewell to the day

each creature knows their role

within the choreography of life

and as you gaze out

you know your own

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I’m still staying through at my parents’ house at the moment, and I’ve quickly slipped back into my old habit of spending some time at the end of the day down at the bottom of the garden, watching the sun sink below the horizon. Whilst I love the view from the top of the Lincolnshire Ridge at sunset, the view over this field holds an unchanging place in my heart – even when the sunsets themselves aren’t the most impressive ones.

The added bonus of being down by the fence at this time of day is that sunset is the time when the cattle tend to make their way back to the barn for a while. Most of the day they spend on the far side of the field,so this is a good opportunity to snap a few photos. Each day they’re getting a bit braver and a few more are approaching me at the fence to say ‘hello’.

Ascend

ascend the path to wisdom

as you explore the secret

pathways that entice you

to remain forever within

those enchanted reveries

that promise secret loves

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Last weekend we visited Brodsworth Hall and Gardens, in South Yorkshire. I still can’t walk very far or very fast so we just had a leisurely stroll around the gardens. I particularly enjoyed my time amongst the ferns.

Here are a few more pictures:

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