to greet the dawning sun
gathering armfuls of pure
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 future’s hope
with nature’s turning wheel as you
light the flame
of creative passions
as the long day
For the first time since moving into my new house, I went out for a dawn walk this morning. It was the summer solstice – how could I not?! Though it wasn’t particularly pleasant to drag myself out of bed at 4am, in the end I was very glad I did as it was a beautiful morning. I was going to save the pictures I took for a later date and simply post my usual Wordless Wednesday today, but as I also wrote the poem whilst I was out and about so I thought I may as well share them all with you now.
Here are a few more pictures:
I hope you like them.
unsullied by adult cares
journeying into a
This post is for Cee’s Which Way Challenge.
the stories that could be
told if the voices of the long gone
could be heard within those aged walls
but their tales have been forgotten
as our own too shall
This post is for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is buildings.
in blissful peace
enraptured by sunlight
awaiting the birds’
There’s a cherry tree in our new garden that we’ve nicknamed ‘the feeding tree’ because the birds seem to love it. I’ve already spent many pleasant hours sitting in the sun on the patio, with my camera pointing towards the tree. It’s given me lots of time to practice using my new 420-800mm lens. While we mainly have an abundance of sparrows, there have also been pigeons, great tits, robins and blackbirds spotted around it – though not all of these have stayed still long enough for me to photograph them!
I get a lot of shots like this:
Here are a few more pictures taken of the birds (yes, mainly sparrows – just the one pigeon) that did actually stay still long enough for me to photograph them:
This post is for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge. This week’s theme is Gardens – a perfect theme, considering I’m currently enjoying taking lots of pictures in my new garden.
can you hear them?
fleeting peals of laughter
the joyful reflections of childhood games
of long forgotten adventures
held in the space’s fabric
memories existing in gossamer insubstantialility
absorbed by the earth
food for the
The garden of our new house has a couple of features that immediately sold the place to me. There is both a tree-house and a summerhouse. And there are numerous signs that they were both favourite sites for children’s games in the past – including wax crayon scribbles and abandoned toys.
As the youngest person now living in the house is my seventeen-year-old nephew, the garden no longer echoes with the sounds of children’s laughter. But the tree house and summer house both remain great places to photograph.
And to dream…
The summerhouse, now generally known as Pod, has become my place for writing. I can often be found sitting down at the bottom of the garden, with a cup of tea, a notepad, and a far away look.
Update: Since I started writing this post earlier today, we’ve had visitors – one of whom was a five-year-old boy. The garden seemed to welcome the sound of childish laughter, again. He rescued the seal (who is now called Super Seal) from the cargo netting, and before he left he insisted that I put him safely inside the tree-house for the night so he could keep warm.
long fur tangles
beneath fingertips as a
warm weight sprawls
your legs whilst a deep
purr reverberates and
stare deep into your soul
binding you tight
Technically, he’s my sister’s cat, but as my sister and I now live together, I suppose he’s my cat now, too. He definitely likes to spend his time on my lap whenever possible. The photo of him was taken a few days ago, out in our new garden. I was trying to take photographs around the place, and he was determined to get my attention. He even climbed onto my back and sat with his paws on my head when I crouched down to photograph some flowers!
The poem I actually wrote quite a while ago, back when I was staying through at my sister’s old place. It’s one of what I refer to as my ‘text messages to myself’ – if I’m without a notepad and need to get some words out of my head, I tap them into a text message that I then send to myself. I didn’t realise just how many odd little things I had on there! Anyway, I thought this one would be a perfect accompaniment to the picture.
I hope you like it.