November Gold
Day 172 of 365 Days Wild was a day of November gold. … More November Gold
Day 172 of 365 Days Wild was a day of November gold. … More November Gold
crystalline futures glimmer
amidst scraps of lives torn
into freefall by bitter winds … More Crystalline
On day 168 of 365 Days Wild I went on a toadstool hunt in the meadow and little woodland. … More Fungi Hunting
restless feet wander, drifting
as leaves free from tether,
an anxious soul in search of
grounding, unable to settle … More Restless
On day 164 of 365 Days Wild I decided to spend some time with the roses that are still in bloom in the garden. … More Forever in Roses
Day 163 of 365 Days Wild was disappointingly overcast… until the end. … More Unexpected Sunbeams
The morning of day 259 of 365 Days Wild was obscured by fog. … More November Fog
On day 156 of 365 Days Wild I completed my latest piece of felt and embroidery art. … More Toadstool Art
On day 152 of 365 Days Wild I wandered down to the Nature Project to see what signs of the changing season I could find. … More Of Witches Hats and Blood Red Skies
On day 147 of 365 Days Wild ventured out for a nature walk. … More Of Golden Light, Toadstools and Sunset
a chill of knowing gathers
deep in ageing in bone,
foretelling an entangling of tre
roots beyond Autumn’s portal; … More Autumn’s Portal
On the afternoon of day 139 of 365 Days Wild I decided to visit the pond. … More At the Water’s Edge
On day 138 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time looking at the fallen leaves. … More Fallen Leaves
Day 134 of 365 Days Wild was cold, wet, and windy when I ventured out for a walk around the lanes. … More Advancing Autumn
On day 127 of 365 Days Wild I went out on a fungi hunt. … More Toadstool Spotting
For day 122 of 365 Days Wild I decided to spend some time with the young trees in the meadow. … More Young Trees, Autumn Clad
wait yet a while, safe inside your armoured casing, protected from the world beyond with defensive spines turned against invaders; your time will come to cast off the wizened husks that seek to constrain, and growth will come for one who fortune favours when freedom’s lustre proves soon to fade away Not all of the … More Encased
The number of toadstools growing on the grass verges is steadily increasing now, as the wheel shifts away from Summer and further towards Autumn. Here are some fungi pictures that I snapped as I walked around the village on day 87 of 365 Days Wild. Unfortunately, the light wasn’t great so they’re a little dull. … More Almost Autumn
follow a path through the debris of Summer’s sun- kissed indulgences, treading scattered seeds into fertile earth as you head towards the clarity promised by Winter’s chill, and the fresh shoots of wild possibility that wait to unfurl beyond
bathe in autumnal rains until old worries and fears and concerns tumble free in swirls of green and gold and russet tones baring branches to wild skies whilst roots delve deep in search of secret truths Yesterday, I spent some time with an autumn leaf. Yes, it’s the leaf that Hex brought me.
cloaked in society’s expectations individuality lies suffocated beneath conformity’s desire to belong but Autumn clad in Spring’s garb plays an unsuited role as bright colours fade and connections dissolve until expectations lie discarded in a carpet of tumbled leaves and naked truths are bared to a frost of thoughtless jeers that melt away into morning mist in the dawning light of self-acceptance Sometimes I … More Embracing Autumn
in amongst the leaf litter all over the woodland floor are lots of little pixie homes all waiting with open doors
fallen leaves lie scattered
yesterday’s doubts discarded
insulating the seeds of hope
through winter’s long chill … More Fallen Leaves
Sometimes, no words are needed.
What better way to engage a child’s interest in nature than through the creation of a pine cone bird feeder? Watching the garden birds on something that you’ve made yourself is enjoyable no matter how old you are, and this activity is simple enough that even small children will find it easy. And a pine cone … More Make a pine cone bird feeder
Sometimes, no words are needed.
joyous laughter echoes over the lake’s expanse as small feet kick tumbled leaves into riotous disarray * lakeside memories of chill air nipping at unmuffled skin whilst safely enclosed in loving arms with ducks to feed
see reality mirrored in reflections on the water a semblance of the otherworld glimpsed through the lake’s portal with a change of perspective truth is revealed I took a walk around Hartsholme Lake yesterday. The reflections on the water were lovely.
The woodlands and hedgerows at this time of year are awash with colour as leaves turn and hips and berries ripen. Never is there a time when nature’s bounty is more evident, with fruits, nuts, seeds and fungi of all types available in abundance. So, stuff a carrier bag in your pocket, grab a pair … More Tasty things to forage this autumn
descend into the earth and find shelter within tangled mycelium warmed by a blanket of fallen leaves and dirt whilst earthworms coil amidst encapsulated dreams of sunlight’s return * sleep in peaceful slumber untouched by the Crone’s icy tears by the crystalline frosts and bitter snowfalls as she mourns her fallen consort and awaits the turning … More Enter the Underworld
the flame sways in meditative radiance * remembering days filled with laughter amidst autumnal golds and browns * breathing air thick with scents of damp earth and ripe berries and rotting plants and sugarbeet * a small hand held within age-gnarled fingers frog wellies stomping through fallen leaves * days now circled beneath the wheel gone … More Autumn Flame
seasons shift decorating the land in daubs of gold finger paints wildly applied joy articulated with a child’s exuberance whilst leaves crunch underfoot During September, the signs of autumn have become increasingly rife in the meadow and in the wooded area beside the stream. The first leaves have begun to turn, shades of golden brown … More September 2017
laughter ripples through the air in effervescent expressions of joy whilst gossamer wings shimmer
shadows retreat as hope’s golden glow illuminates the pervasive web of negativity and joy shines through I was going to post this picture as yesterday’s Wordless Wednesday, but then the words came into my head and insisted on being included, so I thought I’d save it for today instead. As most of you probably know by now, I’m currently in the … More Web of Light
don’t miss the opportunities lighting up the tree tops whilst you’re busy fearing impact with the ground
lord of wild spaces revelling in vibrant shades before frosts return I thought I’d take a little break from my NaNoWriMo writing to share a couple of photos and a haiku with you. These pictures were both taken in my sister’s garden – a fascinating area that’s full of little moss covered statues and odd … More Dionysus Smiles
Every Wednesday, all across the internet, people post a photograph with no words to explain it. Here is mine.
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Myriad memories frozen in time
Looking into why we do the things we do (and some crochet) each Monday
Amanda Tuke - nature writer and urban nature champion
A photographic journey.
Here and now, with all of it.