Louise is a writer, poet and photographer who feels most at home when out and about, watching, photographing, and writing about the flora and fauna to be found along the lanes and in the meadows of her local area. She can happily spend hours lost in a field full of wildflowers.
like sunbeams through clouds,
so calm amidst panic,
so peace within turmoil,
so generosity beside greed,
so love amongst hate,
so health amidst disease,
like sunbeams through clouds … More Sunbeams Through Clouds
A cheeky monkey colouring picture, free to download. … More Monkey Colouring Picture
as above, below,
as within, without,
for existence lies
encapsulated
within upended reflections
of tranquility,
for stillness is found when … More Reflections
A space explorer colouring picture, free to download. … More Space Explorer Colouring Picture
I am a ‘do-er’. I like to get out into nature and ‘do’ something. I always have my camera slung over my shoulder, plus a notepad and pen, and often even a watercolour pad and some paints. I can happily spend hours on end out in our local green spaces doing whichever thing most appeals to me. I always feel very connected to nature. … More Connecting with Nature
A robot colouring picture, free to download. … More Robot Colouring Picture
An alien mask, free to download. … More Alien Mask
A princess colouring picture, free to download. … More Princess Colouring Picture
A flying saucer colouring picture,free to download. … More Flying Saucer Colouring Picture
A magic wand colouring picture, free to download. … More Magic Wand Colouring Picture
A wizard colouring picture, free to download. … More Old Wizard Woo Colouring Picture
This is another article that I wrote for The Rooter a few years ago. As it looks like we’re all going to be stuck in our homes on Coronavirus lockdown over Easter, I thought this might be a good one to fully re-post, rather than simply filing away under the Environmental Articles menu tab. This … More Three craft activities to reuse plastic Easter eggs
This is actually an article that I wrote for The Rooter, the positive environmental news website that my sister and I set up a few years ago. Unfortunately, I soon found myself trying to run it on my own – something that proved to be far too much for a single person, and so was … More Pit lakes: a life after quarrying
awaken * to inquisitive sunbeams that nudge and question and seek, illuminating each shadowy fear that hides within the morass of insecurity coccooning deep Winter’s sleep * awaken * to gaze with innocent curiosity upon the world’s bright new beginnings, eager to embrace each glimmering opportunity held in pristine readiness within bejewelling dew * awaken … More Awaken
a new era dawns in a haze of fear and uncertainty the world’s potential veiled by hatred’s profitability I actually wrote this poem on New Year’s Day, when I headed out for an early walk despite it being dull, overcast, and uninspiring for photography. These pictures, on the other hand, were all taken earlier this … More View Through the Mist
echoes of years passed in fleeting moments of remembered joy and heartache decoupaged upon skin in earthly keepsakes to carry into eternity’s embrace
discover a hidden place of half remembered tales and adventures * a place that bears echoes from long summer days spent in the sun picking flowers and scrabbling through hedgerows with dirt under fingernails and dungaree knees torn and patched and stained * a place that whispers of a time when days passed by in … More A Place of Dreams and Magic
follow a path through the debris of Summer’s sun- kissed indulgences, treading scattered seeds into fertile earth as you head towards the clarity promised by Winter’s chill, and the fresh shoots of wild possibility that wait to unfurl beyond
for mine will be the wisdom of the Crone * she who walks the hedge lines and liminal spaces with back bowed and bare feet rooted * custodian of the secrets of the earth she is at one with crooked trees and lurking spirits * gathering winter’s fears in forage she brews ancestral knowledge into … More Wisdom of the Crone
bathe in autumnal rains until old worries and fears and concerns tumble free in swirls of green and gold and russet tones baring branches to wild skies whilst roots delve deep in search of secret truths Yesterday, I spent some time with an autumn leaf. Yes, it’s the leaf that Hex brought me.
Mr Geoffrey Cat likes to bring me dead mice and birds. My kitten, Hex, brings me leaves. I definitely prefer the leaves. This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is anything beginning with the letters K or L. It’s been a while since I last joined in with a challenge … More CB&W: The Kitten and the Leaf
cloaked in society’s expectations individuality lies suffocated beneath conformity’s desire to belong but Autumn clad in Spring’s garb plays an unsuited role as bright colours fade and connections dissolve until expectations lie discarded in a carpet of tumbled leaves and naked truths are bared to a frost of thoughtless jeers that melt away into morning mist in the dawning light of self-acceptance Sometimes I … More Embracing Autumn
frost retreats in wreathing mists as autumnal rays cascade over twisting paths, telling Winter ‘it is not yet your time: sunlight still holds sway,’ but soon… soon those darker days will arrive bringing long nights of crystalline clarity when dreams marinate, encased in Earth’s protective womb, awaiting the burgeoning warmth of Spring, but for now… now is the time of … More October Meadow
in amongst the leaf litter all over the woodland floor are lots of little pixie homes all waiting with open doors
the tribe gathers to the sound of beating drums wild energy rising higher as equinox blessings dance upon twilight air currents and restless hearts balance upon the turning wheel standing poised in readiness as they await the approaching darkness and the secrets held within the ancient tales of the crone heard whispered whilst wreathed in … More Equinox Blessings
curl bare toes in damp grass * open mind * awaken senses to petrichorous breezes * open heart * stride forwards in defiance of rainclouds * open soul
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 … More Spirits of Nature
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
beware the creeping fox wily foe ready to pounce * embrace the cautious fox cunning ally swift to adapt * follow the persistent fox wise mentor advising patience
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 … More Owl Flight
 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 the wild possibities of your own I’m still staying through at my parents’ … More Beyond the Fence
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 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. … More Ascend
sleep in restful meadows where the poppies sway heart and mind and soul cocooned in dreams that soothe grief’s jagged edges as the woven breadth of the universe is revealed in shining vision of lifelines intertwined in silent songs of eternal remembrance
pirouette amidst the blooms as vibrant sunlight streams on through illuminating dull endeavours into joy Take a seat, there, upon the path, beside the Granny’s Bonnets. There’s a buzzing, sound coming from amidst the sunlit flowers. There’s a bee – you know there is, even if it remains hidden from sight. You strain your eyes … More Dance
Stop and take a seat beside the sun dappled path, and watch as the flowers sway in the warm spring breeze. See, as they dance to the meadow’s unique melody. Listen carefully. Can you hear it? Birds trill their songs from the trees in joyous counterpoint to the buzzing of the bees and the insects … More Meadow Song
follow the path connect with the earth free your soul I might not have posted much recently, but I have been out and about taking photos – as much as I’ve been able too, at least, while dealing with unpleasant back pain and sciatica. Rather than using my DSLR camera, though, I’ve mainly been using … More Follow the Path
blithe merriment glimmers on sunrays, teasing the land to awaken, Â a youthful maiden dancing in innocent exuberance, with fresh blossoms scattered at her feet I’ve not managed to get out and about as much as I’d have liked to during February, having spent most of the month down with the flu. This last week, though, … More Frost Maiden
walk along snow-dusted fence lines, lit by the fading light * and find peace amidst the shadows, in the embrace of the Winter’s chill * for now is the time of dreaming, as night begins its descent * and now is the time for planning, as we wait the renewals of Spring * so walk … More Fence Walker
venture out beyond ploughed fields to rugged heathland * there * watch the day’s stresses dissolve into evening’s kaleidoscopic light * there * let nature’s balm soothe the aching of a fettered soul * there * explore paths borne of myriad possibility I might not have been on my blog much recently, but I have … More There
laughter dances as footsteps shimmer on water * gentle caresses calm fears into peaceful serenity * seductive voices entice until sorrows drown
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