Nature’s Balm
bathe in pure sunlight nature’s balm upon your skin reviving your soul
bathe in pure sunlight nature’s balm upon your skin reviving your soul
each step draws you around and around again in never-ending circles * we’ve been here before walked these paths trodden this ground * open your mind open your heart open your soul * and see how each turn takes you deeper * into your mind into your heart into your soul * glimpse eternity’s quietude … More Travelling in Circles
Grasses have ripened into swathes of gold, and leaves have deepened their colour in maturity, for the meadow and woodland have passed their peak, accepting the inevitability of the ageing year. It’s been a few months since I last joined in with Cardinal Guzman’s Changing Seasons photo challenge, but I thought that, seeing as … More August 2017
Tread carefully as you walk the woodland paths, as you seek the peculiar life emerging from the earth’s fertile darkness. See them stand proud and defiant in the new day’s light, each embracing their opportunity to shine. Toadstools are definitely one of my favourite things to photograph, and this August has been great for them. They … More Peculiar Life
weaving gossamer threads amidst a landscape gilded with possibility the youthful dreamer endeavours on suspended in a fragile web of hope
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
you could simply watch through weary eyes as an ever-changing world ebbs and flows * or you could keep on stretching fearlessly higher refusing to accept defeat When my sister and I moved in to our new house, there was a pagoda in the garden that was barely standing beneath the weight of dead wisteria … More As the Wisteria Grows
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.
think of 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 someday be This post is for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is buildings.
sitting in blissful peace enraptured by sunlight awaiting the birds’ descent 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 … More The Feeding Tree
listen ∗ can you hear them? echoing ∗ fleeting peals of laughter the joyful reflections of childhood games of long forgotten adventures ∗ held in the space’s fabric memories existing in gossamer insubstantiality absorbed by the earth food for the ∗ soul The garden of our new house has a couple of features that immediately … More Echoes of Long Ago Games
long fur tangles beneath fingertips as a warm weight sprawls ∗ hedonistically over your legs whilst a deep purr reverberates and ∗ guileless eyes stare deep into your soul binding you tight Meet Geoffrey. Technically, he’s my sister’s cat, but as my sister and I now live together, I suppose he’s my cat now, too. … More Geoffrey
dark clouds gather, brooding promise of stormy days ahead * fear tangles clutching tendrils in your chest * breathe * just breathe * look for the bright horizon, for the glimpse of sun through clouds * remember the light will continue to shine, even when hidden from view
rain washed greenery amidst an urban landscape tools laid down to rest as the day fades This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s prompt is It IS Easy Being Green. The photos were taken over the allotments (community gardens) near my sister’s home in Lincoln (UK). It’s nice to have some greenery in the … More Inner City Green
bask in memories of sun-filled days aglow with joy there amidst the cornflowers and the daisies breathing deep of nectar laden air whilst insects hum at peace with nature This post is for Cee’s Black and White challenge. This week’s prompt is the letter C or D. The pictures were both taken last summer in … More Cornflowers and Daisies
boundary lines marked containing Earth’s wild spaces guardianship claimed This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is Letters A or B, and I decided to show pictures of some of the boundaries of the meadow and wooded area. Both the first and last pictures show newly erected boundaries, as management of the wooded … More Boundaries
February arrived at the meadow and the little wooded area beside the stream, enticing nature to quicken as the year edged slowly onwards… (Remember to click on the galleries for better views of the pictures!) As youthful sunlight grew bolder, caressing the earth with an enlivening touch, new life began to stir amidst the leaf … More February 2017
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