Sometimes, no words are needed.
You wend your way across the meadow's open expanse as the early sun casts its glow upon the toadstools and the tumbled leaves. The chill air catches at your throat as you breathe deep. Negativity disperses with the puther of each expelled breath...
Newly shorn, the meadow lies bare now under the October sun, the golden trim giving accent to the surround of autumnal trees. The air holds a bitter nip that the early light is hesitant to dispel, but the clear sky promises pleasant hours ahead - a welcome change from the wet, windy and overcast days... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
As usual, I took far more photos of toadstools during September than I could possibly include on my Changing Seasons post. I thought I'd share them with you today instead.
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
Follow the lane as it wends its way through craggy hills, sodden earth beneath your feet and deep waters at your side. With each step feel your cares tumble loose, descending like scree into the lake's inky depths. This post is for Cee's Which Way challenge. The pictures were taken at Wastwater - the deepest... Continue Reading →
pale head demurely bowed beneath youthful Sun's gentle caress innocent love burgeoning new life stirring
As the midwinter celebrations fade into memory, the new year settles into a haze of grey monotony - a progression of days shrouded in obscuring mist. But even amidst the gloom, an allure can be found if you open your eyes to the sight. Light will filter through even on the dullest of days. (Remember to... Continue Reading →
During December I again photographed the meadow, wooded area and stream in my village for Cardinal Guzman's Monthly Changing Seasons challenge. With the busyness of Christmas preparations, along with an unseasonably warm but drearily overcast month, I only managed a handful of visits to my favourite place, but luckily those few walks gave me plenty of pictures!... Continue Reading →
During November, despite spending the majority of my time working on my NaNoWriMo novel, I still managed a few walks down the the wooded area, stream and meadow to take some photographs for Cardinal Guzman's Changing Seasons monthly photo challenge. Don't forget to click on the galleries for better views of the pictures. Come on in. Walk... Continue Reading →
tread softly along paths gentled by hazy memory, strolling amidst recollections of yesteryear's cares where lost loves and old pains fade into ephemeral touches, phantom fingers brushing against present preoccupations This post is for Cee's Which Way challenge. The photos were both taken on a misty November morning on the lanes around the village. Here are a... Continue Reading →
here, amidst the overgrown tranquility, let's hope to see no discarded packets or rusting cans: the only litter allowed is nature's own This post is for Cee's Black and White Challenge. This week's theme is signs of any kind. The picture, in case anyone is curious, was taken on the lane near to the meadow I... Continue Reading →
Every Wednesday, all across the internet, people post a photograph with no words to explain it. Here is mine.
During October I've again been photographing around the local meadow, wooded area and stream, taking pictures for Cardinal Guzman's Changing Seasons photography challenge. For those of you who don't know, local to me is a little village in the east of England, near the border between Nottinghamshire and Lincolnshire. The meadow is my favourite place in... Continue Reading →
In amongst the minutiae, the everyday, the hither and thither of life rushing by, there’s no time to talk, no time to rest, no time… Stop. Breathe deep. Tilt your face to the sun; feel the warmth on your skin. The world will wait. Listen to the harmonies of nature’s music as wind strummed trees join in chorus with buzzing... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →