Fence Walker

walk along snow-dusted fence lines, lit by the fading light * and find peace amidst the shadows, in the embrace of the Winter’s chill * for now is the time of dreaming, as night begins its descent * and now is the time for planning, as we wait the renewals of Spring * so walk … More Fence Walker

Doorways

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

Watch the Rising Sun

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

Silent Guardian

embodied in resolute metal, he watches from the rocky heights, forever awaiting his call to arms, a silent guardian poised in enigmatic grandeur, the once and future mingling of legend and history This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is things made by human beings.  The pictures were taken at Tintagel Castle … More Silent Guardian

Paths of Memory

tread softly along paths gentled by hazy memory, strolling amidst recollections of yesteryear’s cares where lost loves and old pains fade into ephemeral touches, phantom fingers brushing against present preoccupations This post is for Cee’s Which Way challenge. The photos were both taken on a misty November morning on the lanes around the village. Here are a … More Paths of Memory

On the Edge

poised before an expansive ocean of stilted maturity presenting youthful enthusiasm whilst all outdated dictates constraining adulthood are deposited abandoned on the shoreline far below a life of graft replaced by a fun-filled existence happiness becoming the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

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.

Mother

she glows with the luminance  of impending motherhood her gravid form embracing serenity future’s promise cradled within her body

Harvest

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

The Lovers

she leans into his strength knowing he’ll support her knowing the roots of their love are secure This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. The theme is still trees as Cee is currently taking a well-deserved blogging break. The pictures are of a pair of trees that have grown together beside the stream, leaning out … More The Lovers

Macro Moments: Week 9

spirals progressing life’s moments shifting outwards embodying change This post is for Susan’s Macro Moments challenge. This week’s picture was taken in the gardens at St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall. The camera used was my Canon EOS 1100D, with the 18-55mm lens: ISO 200 f/9, 1/40 sec, handheld.

Macro Moments: Week 8

swift cloudburst tumbles droplets weighing fragile wings time to find shelter This post is for Susan’s Macro Moments challenge. This week’s photograph was taken at the wildflower meadow back in June. It was taken on my Canon EOS 1100D, with the 18-55mm lens: ISO 800 f/8, 1/200 sec, handheld.

Cee’s B&W: Older than 50 Years

Proudly they stand, ancient stones steeped in mystery, weathered and windblown on the lonely roadside, sheltering stories of times long past. Name carved in stone, black feathers bathed in blood,  warrior fallen in battle, legend unforgotten. Crawling on hands and knees, scrabbling and squeezing, hoping and praying that aches and pains are drawn away by weathered stone during undignified rebirth. … More Cee’s B&W: Older than 50 Years

Soar

Over Gilded landscape Beneath watchful Moon’s gaze Take to the sky with vibrant wing And soar This post is for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is Cherry on Top, and we’re asked to share a picture with a feature that makes a good shot even better. Last week I was out for a walk during the … More Soar

Butterfly

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.

WPC: Look Up

Gathering storm clouds Ominous shadows spreading Time to seek shelter This post is for the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is Look Up.

Breathe Deep

Breathe Deep Feeling nature’s embrace, I Breathe deep. Cascading perfumes entwine, senses take to the sky, Feeling nature’s embrace, I Hear the buzzing, the singing; let it fade to a sigh, Welcoming a serenity indigenous to sleep, Feeling nature’s embrace, I Breathe deep. This is my first ever attempt at a triolet, a poetry form that intrigued … More Breathe Deep

On the Wing

 Air fills with movement Fleeting insects buzz, dart, dance A feast on the wing I had intended to share my monthly Changing Seasons post today but unfortunately I haven’t actually finished sorting through all of the photos I’ve taken. I’ve visited and photographed the meadow so many times over the past few weeks that I have … More On the Wing

WPC: Curve

Protective arms reach Offering shelter from storms Open seas cry home This post is for the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge.  This week’s theme is Curve. The pictures were taken in Newlyn, the fishing village in Cornwall that we stayed in during our recent  holiday. Newlyn harbour has been in use since at least 1435, … More WPC: Curve

Beltane Fires

This post is for Cee’s Oddball Challenge, a photography challenge that asks for you to share pictures that don’t seem to fit any particular category. I’ve been looking at these shots for a while now, trying to decide what I could use them with – oddball seems appropriate. Flames dancing skywards Challenging encroaching night Bright … More Beltane Fires

Self Doubt

This post is for Baheya’s Miniature Writing Challenge. This week’s prompt is Freedom. For this challenge you are asked to write either an ultra short story (50-150 words), a haiku or a little poem. This week I decided to share a poem. Self-Doubt Ensnared in a churning morass of fear, insecurity, spiralling ever deeper. Not as good; … More Self Doubt

Weekly Photo Challenge: Optimistic

This post is for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s prompt is optimistic. Hoping: warm sun remains, dispelling bleak darkness, setting winter to memory. Eager. We’re having a very weird, wet, windy yet warm winter over here in England. Daffodils in January. Need I say more? The picture above I actually took right at the beginning of January – it was … More Weekly Photo Challenge: Optimistic

The Sound of Drums

This post is for the Miniature Writing Challenge run by An Artist At Heart. This challenge gives a picture and  a short story prompt and asks that you write either a mini short story (50 – 150 words), a poem or a haiku (3 lines, 17 syllables). To read the full rules, go here. This week’s prompt is … More The Sound of Drums

Finale

Finale As the year draws to an end, exploding in an exuberant display of vibrant reds and golds; as the day fades towards night, bathing the world in a gentle glow, the beasts stand in line with no awareness of their fate. This is my entry into Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge. I’ve never taken part with this one … More Finale

Among the Toadstools

Among the Toadstools Can you hear the lilting strains of the music of the universe drifting from within the fey circle? Let the melody captivate your senses and dance, carried on waves of pure enchantment footsteps flying in an intricate design, as you soar along the spiral of existence, celebrating life and death and every … More Among the Toadstools