Spring’s Dawn
On day 316 of 365 I left the house early in the morning for a walk in the dawn light. … More Spring’s Dawn
On day 316 of 365 I left the house early in the morning for a walk in the dawn light. … More Spring’s Dawn
On day 271 of 365 Days Wild I rose before dawn for what promised to be a beautiful morning down in the meadow and by the pond. … More February Dawn
fresh petals sway … More Snowdrop Dawn
The final day of 2020 was day 213 of 365 Days Wild, and with dawn still being at 8:06am, the latest time that it occurs, I was determined to get up and out of the house in time to enjoy it. … More Final Dawn 2020
When I opened my curtains on the morning of day 212 of 365 Days Wild I was greeted with the sight of a beautifully orange streaked sky. … More Dawn and Dusk
Day 177 of 365 Days Wild was a dull and overcast day that was enlivened by bursts of colour at both sunrise and sunset. … More Colourful Skies
On day 176 of 365 Days Wild I ventured out for a walk in the frosty dawn. … More Frosty Dawn
On day 171 of 365 Days Wild the sun made only two appearances – at dawn and dusk. … More From Dawn ’til Dusk
On the morning of day 157 of 365 Days Wild we had the first frost of the year. … More First Frost
On day 129 of 365 Days Wild I ventured out for a dawn walk. … More Out for Dawn
Being out and about at dawn always seems to inspire poetry. … More The Eye of Dawn
The sky was a beautifully gentle pink when I headed out to photograph the dawn on the morning of day 69 of 365 Days Wild. … More Rose Gold Morning
For day 42 of 365 Days Wild I left the house at 4.30AM in order to watch the dawn. … More Misty Dawn and Sunlit Cobwebs
gunpowder grey clouds shift, as night swiftly fades, lightening with tints of mauve and lavender and apricot, with a burst of fresh peaches sweetly tanging across newly awakened senses, both promise and warning combined: time is short; make it count For day 36 of 365 Days Wild I walked out in the early hours to … More Out for Dawn
*sound on* dawn-lit insects dance upon sunbeams as birds raise their voices in song; like a dream forgotten upon awakening, a forlorn spirit aches for ancient magicks, tantalisingly close: an eager heart cries, ‘reach out’
throw wide the door and let the light of love spill through, illuminating each opportunity for joy
haloed in the dawn,
she emerges from the mist
as brining frost exults in
day’s arrival, a wild spirit
of the meadow … More She of the Dawn
a window onto fresh
beginnings, opportunities
silhouetted against … More Window
blithe merriment glimmers on sunrays, teasing the land to awaken, Â a youthful maiden dancing in innocent exuberance, with fresh blossoms scattered at her feet I’ve not managed to get out and about as much as I’d have liked to during February, having spent most of the month down with the flu. This last week, though, … More Frost Maiden
Sometimes no words are needed.
she dances as the new day begins haloed by the rising sun her laughter echoing as she swirls
golden rays dance over cloudtops ribbons unfurling in joyous celebration of harvests safely gathered I hadn’t even realised I’d taken these dawn shots on the Autumn Equinox until I was sorting through my pictures for the Changing Seasons post and spotted the date on the folder. I was already thinking about using them for a … More Harvest Dawn
bathe in pure sunlight nature’s balm upon your skin reviving your soul
weaving gossamer threads amidst a landscape gilded with possibility the youthful dreamer endeavours on suspended in a fragile web of hope
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
Waiting for the Light Tamrir huddled in the darkness, willing the minutes to slow their passage as he awaited the coming dawn. His sister’s weight pressed reassuringly against his side, and he hugged her close. The night had been long. Ridiculously so. “Is it time yet?” He started, not having realised Ameyi was awake. “Nearly,” he … More Waiting for the Light
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
rose tinted sunlight lifting the land’s misty veil romance fills the air
Gentle light caresses fields shorn of their summer abundance as the newly awoken sun peeks above the horizon, tinting the wide sky in pastel shades. A lonely blackbird breaks the lingering hush of the pre-dawn hours. Soon it is joined by its fellows, and their voices rise in joyous chorus. Peace settles upon me as I breathe in … More Local
sunburst bathed in rain dispelling night’s toxic fears newborn day washed clean This post is for the Macro Moments challenge run by Susan over at the blog Musin’ With Susan. This is the first time I’ve joined in with this challenge, but seeing as I take a lot of macro photographs I thought it was about time … More Macro Moments Week Seven: Sunburst
droplets on long grass  fairy lights joyfully strewn celebrating dawn
Awakening touch Virginal blossom caressed Before bees arise Today’s pictures were taken at the wildflower meadow on a beautiful June dawn. Yes, after months (possibly even years) of saying I was going to go out at dawn to photograph, I finally did it! And it was an enchanting experience. As I watched the sun slowly extend its … More Beautiful Dawn
This post is for the Miniature Writing Challenge run by An Artist At Heart. This challenge gives a picture and  a short story prompt and asks that you write either a mini short story (50 – 150 words), a tiny poem or a haiku (3 lines, 17 syllables). To read the full rules, go here. The short story … More MWC: Beautiful Dawn
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