November Gold

Day 172 of 365 Days Wild was a day of November gold. … More November Gold

Encased

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

Almost Autumn

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

To Walk Through 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

Washed Clean

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.

Embracing Autumn

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

Reflections

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.

Enter the Underworld

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

Autumn Flame

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

September 2017

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

Web of Light

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

Dionysus Smiles

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