On day 348 of 365 Days Wild it was dull and cloudy out and about on the lanes. I took very few pictures, just simply enjoyed being out and listening to birds singing in the hedgerows. … More Of Cloudy Skies and Wheat Fields
On day 340 of 365 Days Wild I wandered out for a walk in the rain. Whilst I spotted very few other people while I was out and about, I did spot a few flies and insects that didn’t seem to mind the rain quite soo much. Have you been out for a walk in … More Out in the Rain
On day 306 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time enjoying the hedgerow blossom. … More Blossoming
Day 283 of 365 Days Wild was wild and windy, but it didn’t stop me from getting out for a little walk. … More March Winds Blow
On day 192 of 365 Days Wild I spent some time at the bottom of the garden watching the sheep. … More Of Sheep and Winter Green
On day 191 of 365 Days Wild I visited the nearby village of Collingham. … More Unexplored Paths
Day 115 of 365 Days Wild was a cloudy day for a nature walk. … More Byways and Bridleways
gaze out past the fence line to the wilder land beyond to where the beasts roam through the twilight glow and birds sing farewell to the day each creature knows their role within the choreography of life and as you gaze out, you know the wild possibities of your own I’m still staying through at my parents’ … More Beyond the Fence
laughter dances as footsteps shimmer on water * gentle caresses calm fears into peaceful serenity * seductive voices entice until sorrows drown
Sometimes, no words are needed.
Sometimes, no words are needed.
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… … More November 2017
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 … More October 2017
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
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 … More September 2017
bathe in pure sunlight nature’s balm upon your skin reviving your soul
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
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
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
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
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 … More Beside the Lake
pale head demurely bowed beneath youthful Sun’s gentle caress innocent love burgeoning new life stirring
rose tinted sunlight lifting the land’s misty veil romance fills the air
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 … More January 2017