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.
Unceasing Strife “Is that food ready yet, woman?” Julian sighed – here we go again. “It’ll be ready when its done. If you got off your lazy backside and helped out, maybe it’d be ready sooner!” Every day it was the same: Henry would snarl and Edna’ strident voice would rise in response. He’d found … More Unceasing Strife
Every Wednesday, all across the internet, bloggers post pictures with no words to explain them. Here is mine.
fragile gems draped in elegant purity amidst an array of elusive dreams interlaced with droplets of shimmering starlight in celebration of the morning This post is for both the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge, with the theme H2O, and Cee’s Black and White challenge, with the theme liquid. The pictures were taken on a very misty morning … More Droplets
If you hear merriment echoing enticingly amidst lengthening shadows, strands of beguilement entwining your senses whilst sunbeams scatter like raindrops upon fertile soil, look carefully: there you’ll find ephemeral shelters emerging for other-wordly festivities I photographed a lot of toadstools around the meadow and in the little wooded area during September. As I had a few too many to include in the Changing Seasons post, I … More Toadstools
He’d been standing in line, waiting his turn, for far longer than he cared to remember. The sign continued to blink idly in the distance; the column shuffled slowly forwards. Bureaucracy, it seemed, wasn’t just a problem in the land of the living. This post is for Sonya’s Three Line Tales challenge.
Every Wednesday, all across the internet, bloggers post a photograph with no words to explain it. Here is mine.
sun-kissed wings shimmer calm affirmations exchanged connection achieved Yesterday morning I was sitting on a bench in the corner of the meadow, my eyes closed as I listened to the birds singing, my face tilted to the sun as I enjoyed its warmth on my skin. I was feeling incredibly relaxed and happy, and connected to … More Dragonfly
It’s a few days later than I’d intended, but here’s my September post for Cardinal Guzman’s Changing Seasons photography challenge. This year I’m photographing around my favourite place – the meadow, wooded area and stream in my village on the border between Nottinghamshire and Lincolnshire, England. I find the place wonderfully inspiring, and I write … More September 2016
they are the first to fall they will not be the last I had hoped to post my September Changing Season’s gallery today. Unfortunately I’m not yet done with sorting through the pictures! These shots were taken earlier on in the month so I thought I’d share them and the little poem that I wrote … More First to Fall
dark echo bounded heart’s contradictions constrained lives bound together
Each weekend they’d piled into the backseat, little ones on older siblings laps, ready for an adventure. It had been part of their family: the Flying Banana, the greatest car in the world. Which was why, despite being told it was only good for the scrapheap, the rusting wreck continued to sit in their garage – some day the banana would … More The Flying Banana
“Silly Little Bear, what are you doing in there?” ◊ Mummy Bear smiles at her cheeky boy. ◊ “I’m playing hide and seek of course.” ◊ Laughing, Little Bear runs away. ◊ “You’ll never find me,” he says. This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is two different things or the number two. The … More Two Different Things
Susceptible Willow spotted the pair long before they reached her. The man was perfect, open minded and curious. The woman was more… problematic. She exuded confidence, carrying a fixed world-view that prevented any tampering to her thoughts. But the man was too good to ignore. “Come,” she whispered into his mind. “This way.” He stopped, his vacant gaze turning towards the doorway where Willow … More Susceptible
Every Wednesday all across the internet bloggers post a photograph with no words to explain it. Here is mine.
Are you a hugger or a non-hugger? I’m generally a non-hugger. I’ve been described as reacting like Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory when being hugged. I like my personal space, and don’t really like it being infringed upon. Having said that, my nephew and I have always had a very huggy relationship, so with … More Share Your World – 2016 Week 38
fragile threads glimmer strands of hopeful creation gossamer dreaming
poised mid-air avoiding the squabble of voracious opportunists swooping with raucous cries patiently he awaits his chance to dive This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is isolated subjects. The picture is another one that I took on holiday in Cornwall earlier this year – this time on the beach near St Michael’s Mount.
Captivated Raedan’s hands clenched around the gift box as he listened to the announcement. Lady Seleste had chosen her suitor. And it wasn’t him. Everyone else faded into insignificance as she glided across the hall. With each tilt of her head, each flash of a smile, she set his senses reeling. She’d captivated him from the first. Now he had one … More Captivated
poised before an expansive ocean of stilted maturity presenting youthful enthusiasm whilst all outdated dictates constraining adulthood are deposited abandoned on the shoreline far below a life of graft replaced by a fun-filled existence happiness becoming the prime objective These pictures (which were taken at Tintagel, in Cornwall, UK) were nearly posted a few days ago for the … More On the Edge
time flows with the shifting tides tumbling over castle walls to drown in watery obscurity This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is edge. The photograph was taken on the battlements of the castle at St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, UK.
They hide amongst the sunlit leaves, with only hints of movement to betray their presence. If you watch carefully you might see a darting shape, there and gone in the blink of an eye. But listen. You can hear them: the swish of fluttering wings; the pattering of tiny footsteps on branches. And there – the tinkling of … More Sunlit Leaves
she glows with the luminance of impending motherhood her gravid form embracing serenity future’s promise cradled within her body
She’d always said that she wouldn’t be put in a box and forced into conformity, that she wouldn’t follow their indifferent society’s path, only to be left feeling stifled and unfulfilled. So how had she come to this? She turned away from the window, from the view of coffin like apartments, and began to pack her bags – it … More Boxed
Meandering path, following a well trodden route. To whose doorway do you lead? This post is for Cee’s Which Way Challenge. This week’s pictures were taken at the Chysauster Ancient Village in Cornwall (England), the remains of an Iron Age settlement thought to have first been occupied nearly 2,000 years ago, during the Roman occupation … More Ancient Paths
Wisps of Gold Emily stood beside the piled leaves, peering around the garden for any that might have escaped her notice. It had taken far longer than she’d expected to scrape the mound together, each breeze threatening to undo her work, but she’d been determined to gather every golden scrap she could find. “Well?” she called. “How’s … More Wisps of Gold
struck with scything blades the king falls laid low in golden splendour beneath nefarious skies as mournful gazes watch shadows creeping rivulets of life-blood seeping teardrops withheld as duty is done It’s harvest time here in England, and the farmers have been busy in the fields around the village. Mostly I’ve come across the fields showing … More Harvest
she leans into his strength knowing he’ll support her knowing the roots of their love are secure This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. The theme is still trees as Cee is currently taking a well-deserved blogging break. The pictures are of a pair of trees that have grown together beside the stream, leaning out … More The Lovers
During August I’ve again been photographing the wildflower meadow, wooded area and stream for Cardinal Guzman’s Changing Seasons Challenge. As usual I have far more pictures in my galleries than we’re asked to share, but I couldn’t bear to cut anything else out! With many of the flowers having withered away over the summer, leaving … More August 2016
They huddle beneath the sheltering branches, hidden from view by tangled growth. Soon they’ll have to move – their pursuers won’t have given up so easily – but for now they sleep in restless slumber, recovering their strength for the struggle ahead. Their dreams are haunted by dark figures who laugh as blood cascades over a … More Trees
nature’s adornments spun in finest filigree mother’s parting gift This post is for Susan’s Macro Moments Challenge. This week’s photograph was taken at the wildflower meadow during August on my Canon EOS 1100D, with the 18-55mm lens: ISO 100 f/4.5, 1/400 sec, handheld.
She’d always complained that there weren’t enough hours in the day as she dashed from task to task, her to-do list never shrinking. Then fateful words caused her world to shatter. Suddenly she had all the time she’d ever needed, but nothing could fill the interminable hours as they dragged on into an increasingly bleak future. This post … More All the Time in the World
golden brown touches subtle hints of Time’s caress life’s wheel turning on
Seven PM Edmund stood on the shoreline. Waiting. It was something he was good at. As a child he’d waited for his father, watching the ticking clock. At seven pm, daily, the man would hear the governess’ report, granting him a fragment of his time: a smile, a question, a word of praise… if the report was fair. On days when … More Seven PM
spirals progressing life’s moments shifting outwards embodying change This post is for Susan’s Macro Moments challenge. This week’s picture was taken in the gardens at St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall. The camera used was my Canon EOS 1100D, with the 18-55mm lens: ISO 200 f/9, 1/40 sec, handheld.
I know I’ve been rather absent from my blog over the last week or so, and I apologise to everyone who’s comments I haven’t replied to. Unfortunately I seem to have fallen down the rabbit hole! I’ve read seven books of a series in a little over a week. And I still have several books to go. This is … More Sparrow Fledglings
Every Wednesday all across the internet bloggers post a photograph with no words to explain it. Here is mine.
swift cloudburst tumbles droplets weighing fragile wings time to find shelter This post is for Susan’s Macro Moments challenge. This week’s photograph was taken at the wildflower meadow back in June. It was taken on my Canon EOS 1100D, with the 18-55mm lens: ISO 800 f/8, 1/200 sec, handheld.
He’d collected many tools of the trade over the years, as he moved from job to job in search of a career that fulfilled him. Each time he’d thought he’d found it, thought that this time he’d be happy – only for boredom to soon set in. But this time… this time would be different. This post is for … More TLT: Tools of the Trade
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