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.
horseshoes clatter metal pealing against cobblestones in a chiming of bells as dreamlike figures ghost by a cavalcade of spirits messengers from the past bearing warning from a time of division and strife for those who care to listen This week’s photo was taken at an English Civil War reenactment in my home town of … More Messengers
you have two options or so they tell you * door one or door two two ways to enter their boxes to enter four walls constructed from preconceptions and stereotypes two ways to enter four walls designed to hold you bound in their lies * or you could simply choose to keep on walking
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
darkness creeps sticky tendrils dragging ever deeper into the depths of fear and hate and hopelessness desolation clinging with tar-like viscosity * but don’t give up * glimpse the light that lies ahead encompassing hope of better times to come leave the darkness behind and embrace the future’s bright promise * don’t give up * never give … More Out of the Darkness
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
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
each step draws you around and around again in never-ending circles * we’ve been here before walked these paths trodden this ground * open your mind open your heart open your soul * and see how each turn takes you deeper * into your mind into your heart into your soul * glimpse eternity’s quietude … More Travelling in Circles
they tell you that you’re nothing a nobody * merely a pale imitation of the bright celebrities and less dangerous than those high fliers with stings in their tails * but still you carry on with no praise or appreciation you get the job done * after all what else can you do…? * except … More In Appreciation of Hoverflies
aglow with simple elegance she glides serenely onwards * untouched by worldly concerns * divorced from fear and anger * enriched by nature’s beneficence she scatters diamonds of purest sunlight in her wake
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
you could simply watch through weary eyes as an ever-changing world ebbs and flows * or you could keep on stretching fearlessly higher refusing to accept defeat When my sister and I moved in to our new house, there was a pagoda in the garden that was barely standing beneath the weight of dead wisteria … More As the Wisteria Grows
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
think of the stories that could be told if the voices of the long gone could be heard within those aged walls but their tales have been forgotten as our own too shall someday be This post is for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is buildings.
long fur tangles beneath fingertips as a warm weight sprawls ∗ hedonistically over your legs whilst a deep purr reverberates and ∗ guileless eyes stare deep into your soul binding you tight Meet Geoffrey. Technically, he’s my sister’s cat, but as my sister and I now live together, I suppose he’s my cat now, too. … More Geoffrey
dark clouds gather, brooding promise of stormy days ahead * fear tangles clutching tendrils in your chest * breathe * just breathe * look for the bright horizon, for the glimpse of sun through clouds * remember the light will continue to shine, even when hidden from view
rain washed greenery amidst an urban landscape tools laid down to rest as the day fades This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s prompt is It IS Easy Being Green. The photos were taken over the allotments (community gardens) near my sister’s home in Lincoln (UK). It’s nice to have some greenery in the … More Inner City Green
bask in memories of sun-filled days aglow with joy there amidst the cornflowers and the daisies breathing deep of nectar laden air whilst insects hum at peace with nature This post is for Cee’s Black and White challenge. This week’s prompt is the letter C or D. The pictures were both taken last summer in … More Cornflowers and Daisies
pale head demurely bowed beneath youthful Sun’s gentle caress innocent love burgeoning new life stirring
Visions of darkness bar the pathway ahead, fear, anger and hatred tangling ankles in tendrils of flame, binding feet into immobility. Hold tight. Breathe deep. Specters woven of inconstant sorrow will not remain triumphant. Joy yet lies beyond. This post is for Musin’ with Susan’s Macro Moments challenge. This week’s photo was taken in the meadow at the … More Squash Bug
poised mid-air avoiding the squabble of voracious opportunists swooping with raucous cries patiently he awaits his chance to dive This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is isolated subjects. The picture is another one that I took on holiday in Cornwall earlier this year – this time on the beach near St Michael’s Mount.
poised before an expansive ocean of stilted maturity presenting youthful enthusiasm whilst all outdated dictates constraining adulthood are deposited abandoned on the shoreline far below a life of graft replaced by a fun-filled existence happiness becoming the prime objective These pictures (which were taken at Tintagel, in Cornwall, UK) were nearly posted a few days ago for the … More On the Edge
time flows with the shifting tides tumbling over castle walls to drown in watery obscurity This post is for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is edge. The photograph was taken on the battlements of the castle at St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, UK.
struck with scything blades the king falls laid low in golden splendour beneath nefarious skies as mournful gazes watch shadows creeping rivulets of life-blood seeping teardrops withheld as duty is done It’s harvest time here in England, and the farmers have been busy in the fields around the village. Mostly I’ve come across the fields showing … More Harvest
wait soon it will emerge the beloved of the sea pathway to secrets released from watery slumber as the morning tide recedes * step carefully ahead footsteps on slick cobbles the journey to the truth is treacherous This post is for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is morning. The photos were taken at St Michael’s Mount … More WPC: Morning
On ephemeral wings she flits, never settling for long: never long enough to catch her, never long enough to bind her back into the cocooned existence she’s fled.
It’s hard to feel love in a world filled with hatred. It’s hard to feel joy in a world filled with fear. It’s hard to feel forgiveness in a world filled with anger. But we must try.
This post is for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is State of Mind and we’re asked to share pictures that reflect our emotions at the time we took the photograph. I often take pictures of reflections on water – I love to look at them as you do clouds, finding images in the play … More Weekly Photo Challenge: State of Mind
For my first post to my blog I thought I’d share a poem I wrote. I hope you like it. A Wild Habitat Here… I live in a world of make believe, a world of light and music, a wild habitat for a fairy mind. Here my life is my own, with no regrets. Here… Far from the … More A Wild Habitat
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