Tag: Hartsholme Lake

At the Edge of the Ice

Sometimes, no words are needed.

The White Bridge

cross the white bridge

transitioning from autumnal dreams

into the bleak reality of shadow-cast days

awakening to discover the wisdom

of the winter crone

On Autumnal Waters

Sometimes, no words are needed.  

Monochrome Monday: Lakeside

joyous laughter echoes over the lake’s expanse as small feet kick tumbled leaves into riotous disarray * lakeside memories of chill air nipping at unmuffled skin whilst safely enclosed in loving arms with ducks to feed

Wordless Wednesday: On the Lake

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.

Swan

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

Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

Colette O'Neill... Environmentalist, Author, Publisher, Photographer. Creator of Goddess Permaculture.

The day's work

Creating a Meaningful Life

anima monday

Exploring our connection to the wider world

Carrot Ranch Literary Community

Wrangling literary arts for writers: words for people!

neurotaylor

watching the world of brain research

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