Beside Pooling Waters

I spent day 261 of 365 Days Wild sat on a bench beside the pond. … More Beside Pooling Waters

Flowers in Snow

as chill days bury hopes of self expression beneath drifting snowflakes and icicle sharp winds slice deep, raking with claws of unavoidable hardship, then inner strength blooms with the deceptive fragility of snowdrops, for a beautiful soul can still flourish even in the bitter grip of adversity The sight of flowers in the snow is … More Flowers in Snow

Hope Shines

dark clouds obscure, shadows cast over dreaming landscapes; hope shines through This post is for day 118 of 365 Days Wild.

Out for Dawn

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

Cloudy Skies

a glimmer of light a moment of joy an awakening of hope Cloudy skies never keep me home, but a glimpse of the sun makes everything so much better. So… it seems I’m doing 365 Days Wild, after all. That makes this day 31’s Random Act of Wildness. I’m going to try and make this … More Cloudy Skies

Embracing Autumn

cloaked in society’s expectations individuality lies suffocated beneath conformity’s desire to belong but Autumn clad in Spring’s garb plays an unsuited role as bright colours fade and connections dissolve until expectations lie discarded in a carpet of tumbled leaves and naked truths are bared to a frost of thoughtless jeers that melt away into morning mist in the dawning light of self-acceptance Sometimes I … More Embracing Autumn

Earthed

curl bare toes in damp grass * open mind * awaken senses to petrichorous breezes * open heart * stride forwards in defiance of rainclouds * open soul

Ascend

ascend the path to wisdom as you explore the secret pathways that entice you to remain forever within those enchanted reveries that promise secret loves Last weekend we visited Brodsworth Hall and Gardens, in South Yorkshire. I still can’t walk very far or very fast so we just had a leisurely stroll around the gardens. … More Ascend

Dance

pirouette amidst the blooms as vibrant sunlight streams on through illuminating dull endeavours into joy Take a seat, there, upon the path, beside the Granny’s Bonnets. There’s a buzzing, sound coming from amidst the sunlit flowers. There’s a bee – you know there is, even if it remains hidden from sight. You strain your eyes … More Dance

November 2017

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

October 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

August 2017

Grasses have ripened into swathes of gold, and leaves have deepened their colour in maturity, for the meadow and woodland have passed their peak, accepting the inevitability of the ageing year.   It’s been a few months since I last joined in with Cardinal Guzman’s Changing Seasons photo challenge, but I thought that, seeing as … More August 2017

Ivy Heart

nurture an ivy heart: ever thriving in defiance of adversity, veins aglow with faithful affection, binding for eternity