Blood on Lace
a droplet of blood fallen
on delicate lace, beauty and grace
heightened by sacrificial offerings, freely
given, as harvest spirits bask in golden light … More Blood on Lace
a droplet of blood fallen
on delicate lace, beauty and grace
heightened by sacrificial offerings, freely
given, as harvest spirits bask in golden light … More Blood on Lace
For day 60 of 365 Days Wild I had a walk along the footpaths of Langford Lowfields Nature Reserve. … More Unexpected Footpaths
For day 59 of 365 Days Wild I went on a bug hunt in the meadow. … More Bug Hunt
embodiments of spirit, aglow
as dawn light encapsulated
in delicate spheres; a fragile
beauty so easily broken, so
easily lost: handle with care … More Droplets
Here, where the plants grow wild and the music of nature sounds as a constant background, was where I made my home… … More Shelter
dancing spirits embrace
youthful enthusiasm, with
ephemeral wings aglow in
crystalline manifestations
of dawn: dreams of future
possibilities awakening … More Spirits of the Dawn
The fascination of lichen on an old bench at the meadow’s edge. It was a bit of a dull afternoon when I headed out for day 55 of 365 Days Wild. I spotted a blue butterfly… …and identified a Burdock plant… … but little really caught my full attention until I sat down on one … More The Fascination of Lichen
Familiar paths to walk…
Or are they?
For day 54 of #365DaysWild I explored the lanes of a village I lived in 20+ years ago, and looked at how quarrying has altered the landscape. … More Familiar Paths
here is a place where magic
dwells: where enchantments
twine senses as songbirds flit … More Where Magic Dwells
My intention when heading out to the meadow on day 52 of 365 Days Wild was to spend some time bug hunting. As is so often the case lately, I was a little distracted by the butterflies. … More Meadow Life
someday
the time will come,
when freedom is possessed by
all, when understanding overcomes fear,
… More Caged
enter a realm of dreaming spirits
where sunbeams burst in
scintillating displays of possibility … More Dreaming Spirits
I spotted this dragonfly in the meadow at dawn. It was still in the same spot an hour later, waiting for the sun to dry the dew off its wings. … More Dragonfly Dawn
For day 49 of 365 Days Wild I went for a walk through the Besthorpe Nature Reserve and along the River Trent. … More A Wetlands Walk
This year’s Big Butterfly Count is now underway. For day 48 of 365 Days Wild I did my first count of 2020. … More Big Butterfly Count 2020
a solitary figure, she stands: wild spirit encapsulated in a flair of individuality, greater for her innovation; lonely all the same – she awaits amity This single, lonely flower stem stands at the meadow’s heart. It is Greater Knapweed (Centaurea Scabiosa), the more flamboyant cousin of the Common Knapweed that dominates the NW end of … More Awaiting Amity
For day 46 of 365 Days Wild I went on a wildflower wander around the meadow. … More A Wildflower Wander
For day 45 of 365 Days Wild, I spent some time getting to know the Toadflax plants growing on the sandy bank at the edge of the meadow. … More Meet a Plant: Toadflax
a sheen of gold,
magic on the water:
a portal into the unknown … More Magic on the Water
On day 43 of 365 Days Wild a Small Copper butterfly was spotted in the meadow. … More Meet the Small Copper Butterfly
For day 42 of 365 Days Wild I left the house at 4.30AM in order to watch the dawn. … More Misty Dawn and Sunlit Cobwebs
I spotted some toadstools while I was wandering around the meadow on day 41 of 365 Days Wild. They’re always such a delight to see, and doubly so this early in the season!
… More Toadstools Galore
It’s my 6 year blogging anniversary! … More It’s my Blogiversary!
Day 40 of #365DaysWild … More Don’t Step on a Bee Day
For day 39 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time amongst the rain droplets covered plants in the meadow. … More Pixie Celebrations
For day 38 of 365 Days Wild I brought the outside, inside, and filled a vase with sweet peas from the garden. … More Bringing the Outside, Inside
bid farewell to times of innocent
provocation, to days when the
mystique of secret femininity
was reflected in nature’s jewelery, … More Sweet Peas in the Rain
After watching the sunrise from Amos Lane, I then slipped through the hole in the hedge and entered the meadow. The weather forecast had warned me that the sun would likely only be out for a few hours, so I was determined to make the most of it. Morning light on the meadow is … More Morning in the Meadow
gunpowder grey clouds shift, as night swiftly fades, lightening with tints of mauve and lavender and apricot, with a burst of fresh peaches sweetly tanging across newly awakened senses, both promise and warning combined: time is short; make it count For day 36 of 365 Days Wild I walked out in the early hours to … More Out for Dawn
Day 35 of 365 Days Wild was a day to enjoy the beauty of butterflies. … More The Beauty of Butterflies
Yesterday was National Meadows Day, an annual day on which to celebrate the wonders of wildflower meadows. This event falls on or around the first Saturday of July, which this year was the 4th. What better thing to do on such a day than to visit a meadow? It was rather dull and grey, and … More National Meadows Day 2020
For day 33 of 365 Days Wild, I drew a Buff-tailed Bumblebee on a Knapweed flower. … More For the Love of Bees
For day 32 of 365 days wild I spent some time with the bees in the meadow. … More Bees, Bees, Bees
a glimmer of light a moment of joy an awakening of hope Cloudy skies never keep me home, but a glimpse of the sun makes everything so much better. So… it seems I’m doing 365 Days Wild, after all. That makes this day 31’s Random Act of Wildness. I’m going to try and make this … More Cloudy Skies
seek shelter beneath broad leaves find renewal I’ve loved the tree house tree from the moment we moved into our new house. At first, though, we had no idea what sort of tree it actually was. Generally, I’d simply admire the way the evening light lit the leaves. During July, however, we were given a few … More The Indian Bean Tree
they tell you that you’re nothing a nobody * merely a pale imitation of the bright celebrities and less dangerous than those high fliers with stings in their tails * but still you carry on with no praise or appreciation you get the job done * after all what else can you do…? * except … More In Appreciation of Hoverflies
aglow with simple elegance she glides serenely onwards * untouched by worldly concerns * divorced from fear and anger * enriched by nature’s beneficence she scatters diamonds of purest sunlight in her wake
sit amidst the long grass and watch the rising sun lovingly caress the meadow * golden rays revealing the innocence of daisies as they sway to a light morning breeze * breathe deep the blissful quietude and embrace the awakening of your soul These pictures were all taken at the meadow in my old village last month. I might not live there … More Watch the Rising Sun
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