Most evenings you’ll find me watching the sunset from the top of the Lincolnshire Ridge. Breathing in the fresh air and taking in the wonders of nature for a while is the perfect way to relax. And we are blessed, in our small English village, with a stunning view that truly comes into it’s own in the … More An Evening at the Ridge’s Edge
look beyond the urban rush and glimpse a vanished world thriving amidst concrete and brick Tucked behind a gate on a busy road in the middle of the city of Lincoln (UK), lies an oasis of green amongst the urban sprawl. The place is well concealed, surrounded by buildings, but walk a short path and … More The Orchard
she dances as the new day begins haloed by the rising sun her laughter echoing as she swirls
nurture an ivy heart: ever thriving in defiance of adversity, veins aglow with faithful affection, binding for eternity
don’t miss the opportunities lighting up the tree tops whilst you’re busy fearing impact with the ground
Every Wednesday, all across the internet, people post a photograph with no words to explain it. Here is mine.
If you hear merriment echoing enticingly amidst lengthening shadows, strands of beguilement entwining your senses whilst sunbeams scatter like raindrops upon fertile soil, look carefully: there you’ll find ephemeral shelters emerging for other-wordly festivities I photographed a lot of toadstools around the meadow and in the little wooded area during September. As I had a few too many to include in the Changing Seasons post, I … More Toadstools
It’s a few days later than I’d intended, but here’s my September post for Cardinal Guzman’s Changing Seasons photography challenge. This year I’m photographing around my favourite place – the meadow, wooded area and stream in my village on the border between Nottinghamshire and Lincolnshire, England. I find the place wonderfully inspiring, and I write … More September 2016
fragile threads glimmer strands of hopeful creation gossamer dreaming
They hide amongst the sunlit leaves, with only hints of movement to betray their presence. If you watch carefully you might see a darting shape, there and gone in the blink of an eye. But listen. You can hear them: the swish of fluttering wings; the pattering of tiny footsteps on branches. And there – the tinkling of … More Sunlit Leaves
she glows with the luminance of impending motherhood her gravid form embracing serenity future’s promise cradled within her body
nature’s adornments spun in finest filigree mother’s parting gift This post is for Susan’s Macro Moments Challenge. This week’s photograph was taken at the wildflower meadow during August on my Canon EOS 1100D, with the 18-55mm lens: ISO 100 f/4.5, 1/400 sec, handheld.
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