I painted this bee picture last year. I adore bees and can happily spend hours photographing them. And painting them. … More Bee Love
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
don’t give up with every step your destination grows nearer I’ve spent a few mornings at the meadow recently, photographing the flowers and the insects and the birds. And anything else that catches my eye! I found this little creature particularly fascinating to watch. It was very determined to reach the edge of the daisy. … More The Journey
arise to greet the dawning sun * gathering armfuls of pure golden light to crown the summer king * the Lord of the Hunt proud and virile mighty sunbeams amidst oak leaves * watch as he takes his place beside the queen * the Lady of the Meadows bedecked in flowers her belly swelling with … More Midsummer Gold
freewheeling through childhood unsullied by adult cares journeying into a bright future This post is for Cee’s Which Way Challenge.